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Sam said as his voice shattered the com. Liz and I married young, I was 21 and she was just 18, little more than c***dren really. Our parents didn't think it would last long but somehow we grew up and built a solid happy marriage together. I wish you could see the pictures of Liz in her wedding dress, she looked like a perfect china doll! She's 5ft 3 with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes, 110 lbs and has a curvy figure and gorgeous, perfectly shaped 34C breasts that sit well and high up on her chest. She has pretty little girl looks and even though she's not a stunning beauty men always look at her twice and the second look is always long and lingering. So here we are 10 years down the line with two small c***dren and struggling to pay the mortgage on a dilapidated old house in a pretty village. You'd think I'd be gloriously happy wouldn't you but I'm not. I'm depressed. Why? Well you see Liz came from a Catholic family and was educated at a convent school run by a strict order of nuns so from a very early age she was indoctrinated with the teaching that sex was sinful, that only wicked girls have sex and good catholic girls didn't indulge. The result of all this brain washing was that Liz interracial was very repressed about sex and there was always a tinge of guilt attached to it which made me feel guilty too. Having said that she never refused me and was willing if I made the first move but she never instigated or suggested sex, it was always me that had to take the lead. When we did have sex it was very, straight and formulaic. She didn't like oral sex, it was always in the dark and in the bedroom, and she never wanted to try other positions or be adventurous in any way. I tried many times to talk to her about it but she just used to cry and say she couldn't help it, it was just her being her. However she was completely loyal and loving and was devoted to both me and the c***dren and she didn't have any vices at all so I loved her truly and deeply and I knew I was going to have to accept her for what she was. I used to hear fellas at work talking about their partners and how liberated and indulgent they were and it used to make me ache with envy so I resolved to try and break down her anxieties and give her the sexual erotic freedom that I was sure she wanted and would enjoy, exotic but how to do it? I bought her some sexy lingerie and cajoled her into wearing it one night but she was so embarrassed she couldn't go through with it and sulked at me for a couple of days afterwards. I felt dreadful that I'd obliged her to try. I plucked up the courage to try again later and bought a small vibrator but again it ended up as an awkward and embarrassing disaster. I was running out of ideas and was becoming more desperate. Then the local fuel station started renting video tapes and they had a soft core adult section so I rented one that looked fairly racy but still quite asian mild and took it home. That night after supper and the k**s were in bed we were sitting on the sofa watching a TV show when I said I'd got a video to watch. "What is it then?" Liz asked. "Well, it's a kind of action movie." I lied. "OK, put it on then and we'll give it a try." she said brightly. I loaded the tape and pressed the play button. There was a story line as such about a detective looking for a missing girl but the acting, plot and sensual quality were all dreadful. "This is rubbish! Do you really want to watch it?" We shall be departing in two minutes. The only sexy thing about her was her unkempt pubic bush. Your cream is all over the monitor and it looks like it's in Laura's mouth!" That’s great, you’re such a willing slut,” I told Your breasts are perfect" I said heatedly. She’s a pretty girl even though it’s obvious she’s retarded. Susie asian dropped her keys down on the little shelf by the door and walked off down the small corridor which must've led to the bedroom and bathroom, as the kitchen was adjoined to the lounge through a kind of archway. “Don't fight the futas,” said Tina Walker, a bright smile on her face. I stared at her. I liked the feeling of secretly being naked underneath...a kind of cat and mouse thing...I was the mouse and the cats were the rest of the world not knowing my little secret. “I think mom likes him, really likes him.” They were amazing, exotic the perfect thing for a hunter to wear and utterly useless against the insects chasing after me. The straps didn't even cover my flesh. … "I could use a erotic slut like interracial you tomorrow sensual morning to blow another load in."