Call it an awkward moment. I think Steve was aware, that I was nervous. xnx When I wasn’t able to deliver, when I couldn’t fulfill my husbands requests; I felt in-adequate. Without knowing how or why, I began to stroke his penis with my hand. We just layed in bed and touched each other. For the quickest moment, when I felt Steve’s lips on my neck; his hand bcame a mute point. We were standing together in my bedroom. I was raised in a very conservative household. Had I thrown away my chance of seeing my husband naked? Yet, the next day…he called me. You can touch me. I began to question his motives. Had I thrown away my chance of seeing my husband naked? His hands slid over my breasts, down my stomach and once again; his fingers played with the entrance to my vagina.
