“We can watch this for a little bit.”“I don’t know if I could ever be comfortable enough to be on camera.” “Why? I know people would love ...to watch you.” He said. I shrugged.“What do you do for a living?” I asked him as he sat the remote on the bed.“I am…. An attorney.” “What kind?”“Family law.”I laughed.“I may need your services.” “Ahhh…. the ‘D’ word, huh?”I nodded.“I don’t know why I am staying.” I said staring at the TV.“Why not leave if there is nothing keeping you.”“I guess I am afraid I. Aaaaaaaaaaahh don’t.I started sucking her boobs. She was enjoying. I kissed her necks back and was licking her ears as well. We both were enjoying.Aaahhhk ahhhhh aai gggaaaaaaaaaNow she also started caressing me. I removed my trouser and underwear. I took off her panty. She hold my dick tightly.Bhabhi: You have a big one. Do you have condom?Me: how can I have? You should be having it.Bhabhi: I have it but my husband counts it.Me: don’t worry I will buy one tomorrow and you can put that one. Joey was twirling my coin slowly, concentrating on it.Joey said, “I still don’t get anything. It ... just makes my fingers feel warm and tingly. That’s all.”“Come on, Joey. You’re right there. I can see it in your head. You’re just right at the edge of getting it.”He sat there, struggling, concentrating, even going a little bug-eyed. He still couldn’t bridge that gap.He suddenly let out a yip, dropped the coin and then put his hand over his left eye and forehead.I exclaimed, “What?! What’s. Somehow, while still mutually pleasurable all these years later, it was also very comfortable. It was certainly a routine, but I never thought of it as a rut.So despite our experiments in bringing pleasure to each other throughout our marriage, I had never heard of snowballing, at least not the definition my wife shared with me that night. It was not to be the only thing she would share with me that night, and every time since.Snowballing, my beautiful wife explained to me while my erection.