"Desire/resist" is a bitch. Kinda like one foot on the gas while the other was jamming the brakes. I viewed it as all about getting over the hurdle of... intercourse. We had to change that. I of course started priming the fantasies. Genitals were now on the agenda. We had been married 20 years but this was going to be the first time I realized the extent "cocks and cum" had always been Ash's powerful erotic trigger. I would be asking these types of questions while I was on Ash's clit... "Have you. A minute later her bag came down and she retrieved it. Twenty minutes after that, she had the keys for a Toyota Camry in her possession. Ten minutes after that, she was on the freeway and heading for Clifton Heights where the Good Samaritan Hospital stood.Later that same night, some three hundred and fifty miles to the southeast, Josephine was sitting in her antique rocker in the living room of the rented house she currently resided in. In her hands was a first-edition copy of Gone With The. “Just start sucking, suck all that nasty cum out of my sloppy cunt,” She said. She was so tickled with herself; I could hear her chuckling as I swallowed our combined juices. “That’s right, lick that cum up you cum sucker” I wasn’t sure what was worse, what I was doing or listening to her taunt me about it. And just think, I have 3 more of these certificates to use too. Then she rose up off my face and kept her pussy just about an inch from my mouth. “Stick you tongue out as far as you can, she. They THINK it has to do with my hypothalamus; some kind of congenital defect. You know, something you’re born with. I need to call my doctor and talk to him.”“Are you sure you shouldn’t go to the hospital?”“Yes. They won’t find anything and I’ll end up being there a couple of days while they try to figure it out and get my medical records from Chicago to ensure I’m actually OK. And they’ll shrug their shoulders and let me go because they won’t find anything. I just need to get back to my hotel.