Here we are back to not talking. I challenged your manhood? Didn’t know the power I had to accomplish that. I know that it’s best that we no longer talk, because as you said you can’t quit me. But this weekend I had to fake it with my H. How do you tell someone that you’ve been married to for 20 plus years “You’re doing it wrong. That’s not where my pleasure zone is. Move to left, quit I feel like your drinking water from a bowl.” All I could thin about was how your main goal was always making me smile, pleasing me first, making me comfortable. Maybe this is my punishemnt for doing what we did for so long. Never knowing the pleasure of an orgasm again.