She: I am also missing this enjoyment from my husband, since he always drink and come late, I couldn’t enjoy it.Me: so sad….She: he doesn’t do o...ral sex on me and till date have not enjoyed it.Me: ok… I will show you the real joy when we meet.She: I will wait for that time and hope it will come soon…After that she used to call me everyday and talk about sex etc and she would also speak about her feeling slowly I thought more about oral sex and it make my rod erected.After a Month she called me. I want to be able to play with your balls while we fuck."He greased me up, wiping his fingers on my bush before getting off the bed to drop his jeans and shorts. His shirt and shoes stayed on; he was obviously accustomed to fucking in a back seat. Then he was back on the bed, butted up against my butt. Unless he surprised me, I was going to have to be on my knees and face, for both my hands would be busy; one on his balls and the other on my clit, something I didn't think he would think to. No one really said anything, and Iwas lost in my own thoughts.I knew what was going to happen back at the house, and I didn'tunderstand why I wanted it so badly. Was it the alcohol, the hormones,or was I finally adapting to Ashley's life? I didn't get it. Was I gay?Could it still be considered gay? I really didn't get much further onthat train of thought; I was excited, aroused, and I didn't care.We got back to the house, and Lara quickly passed out on the living roomcouch, while Evan and I. I could connect to the Wi-Fi from the communications tent two tents over from where our tent was, so I logged on and started sorting through my mail. I tried to call my fiancée, but it went straight to voicemail, so I looked for her schedule e-mail so I could tell when to call her. I noticed a priority e-mail, opened it, and read the following:Dear Robert, I'm sure that this is not what you wanted to hear from me, but I have found someone new. You don't know him as he recently transferred to.