"What's the matter?" he'd gasped.

"How could you be so depraved?" Kathy had sobbed, breaking into tears.

The girl had cried herself to sleep that night. She couldn't understand how any decent man could expect his wife, or any other woman, to perform such a perverted act. Wondering just how depraved her husband was, she lived through a hideous nightmare for the next few days, not allowing her husband to even touch her.

Later, when she resumed sex with him, the thought of what he'd suggested was always at the back of her mind. She kept wondering what kind of a man would want to put his filthy cock in a woman's mouth.

About three weeks later, they were in bed together, and in the heat of her excitation, Kathy had temporarily put the ugly incident out of her mind. Paul was passionately kissing her, and his finger was swirling around in her cunt, bringing her to a state of arousal she hadn't reached for days. It felt so wonderful, and she couldn't wait for him to shove his nice hard cock into her excited twat.

Thinking back on that night, Kathy could clearly recall how her little slit was itching to be screwed when he threw back the covers and crawled down between her legs. Anticipating the thrust of his cock, she was completely stunned when Paul had suddenly plunged his face down between her legs, sticking his tongue into her wet hole.

Kathy would never forget it. It was inconceivable that anyone but a depraved pervert would even think of touching a woman's pussy. with his mouth. She'd pushed his face away and jumped out of bed. Filled with revulsion, she ran. into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Paul had argued through the door for over an hour, trying to convince her that oral sex was a normal thing that was practiced by almost all couples. Realizing that her husband had licked many pussies in his life, the girl had puke violently into the toilet.