Two years into my marriage, we've been living at my uncle Toru's place. Unable to bear seeing my husband without a steady job, my uncle, who runs a company, helped us out. Three months into living at my uncle's, I had a problem: My husband stopped doing any foreplay during our nightly activities. That day, as I was pleasuring myself alone, my uncle suddenly burst into the room. He said he knew everything and then buried his face in my freshly climaxed crotch, performing foreplay that left me mind-blank…
