Both wonder what the other sees in them. That asian belief was quite true with us even though we literally had not discussed it in our first twenty years of married life. It might have been more true with me as I was just grateful Ash would even touch the thing. Maybe that's why I could never fathom what the big deal was with gays. She literally had never looked at, much less studied her vagina and touching someone else's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her gross out territory. That's the mindset we came from. Remember me telling you about all the hours I spent tweezing Ash's mound? I loved doing that and literally felt her pussy was one of the most beautiful things in life. When I told her that, she couldn't relate, thought I was nuts, or was just making it up. I wasn't. Her vagina was my favorite work of art! Undeterred, I kept talking and talking about her beautiful pussy during our fantasy "fireplay" and during that first year small changes in her attitude did appear. I first noticed it when I left a new Penthouse under her pillow and she told me later she had five orgasms while looking at it. Well well well... Had to know what triggered that! Turned out she thought the women in the magazine were just so beautiful... And especially their breasts. Holy cow! Ash was into boobs! Damn. Now that was something we could work with. So from that point on I was always remarking about the beauty of boobs at the club and found little resistance in Ash about those observations. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a game about noticing great racks in public. (That turned into a game of "doable or not doable" while we people watched.) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a remarkable set before japanese I do. Ash had turned a corner. For the first time, she was really noticing the same beauty I saw in women. She liked being around sexy women and liked the aroused state they caused in her. So did I and it wasn't but a few months and my shy little Ash was out there on the dance floor. It happened one night when one particularly sexy friend literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up dance with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this woman feeling her up in time to the music; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash's blouse...and then her own; how embarrassed and tense Ash was when their bras came off and she reached in to suck on Ash's nips. Glory hallelujah...it was finally happening! And then the damn song ended and Ash rushed off the floor. Fuck! But what didn't escape my notice was how Ash let it happen in front of a crowd of gawkers. She had to have enjoyed it because she was literally panting with excitement when she came to my side. What a moment. From that point on, Ash was regularly "hit on" by sexy women and a new little game emerged as several at the club were secretly trying to be the first to get between her legs. I knew it would happen eventually and also knew the worst thing I could do was try to push Ash into it. Little did I know they had hatched a plan not to wear panties and bra at all. My tongue tip as light as a asian feather for a very long period of time soon lost any excitement I had…..and terrible as it sounds soon thought about sex, lost interest and rolled over to sleep at age 28! You grab my hair and shout out, "Yes Baby, yes!" You don't think there are more do you?" He’s coming past here to collect me anyway, so the choice is yours.” The breathing slowed a little, but still sounded anxious. No Santas at all. The purpose of this class is to explore our sexuality and to open ourselves to our full sexual potential. Like I said, I really don’t want to touch you right now, not until you shower yourself in Purell. My cunt clenched around Heath's cock as Tim's japanese dick thrust into my bowels. The rapture rushed through my body.