Jake explained that along with other parts of our marriage, the sex was becoming routine and he always had some strong fantasies he would love to live... out. As an example he explained that one fantasy was for us to go parking at the local make-out picnic pond and for me to give him oral sex right there in the car. When I heard that, I said absolutely no. I have never kissed a man on his private parts and didn't plan on starting. In addition, to my thinking, sex was done late Friday or Saturday. I stroked for a few seconds, and then lifted the finger to my mouth, savoring my juice and wishing it was Laura's. Tickling my tongue with my finger, I sensed an orgasm with my touch—a touch I knew with expertise.My velvet spoke in want of the need for my fingers, begging in a silent prayer. My fingers became a savior as they sated a sinner's need. The shock of the fingers entering my pussy sent stinging bites through my body. Stroking with conviction for several minutes, my climax readied for. No wonder candy bars keep getting bigger. They only hint and tease at the real pleasure."It was then and there, that I decided I would like to have this man as a lover."Craig, let's go for a walk." I suggested.I took his hand again, flashing Lilly a look as we left the cafe. Having to work by it every day, I'd forgotten just how lovely the river is. Craig knew the trails inside and out, and led me to a perfect clearing off from the water by a few yards."This is where I like to sit after my. He devoured them. They didn't talk much. Neither of them knew what to say."The Co-op is helping us," Callie finally said.Cade looked out the window at the progress they had made, which was substantial for one night. "Yeah, I see they made a good start," he said. Then he sat for a while before speaking. "I wonder if we should just give up and go back to the city." Go back there to what?" Callie asked. "We have no place to go there, and neither of us have jobs." I can't live like this anymore,".