Two sides of the same fucking coin

Dear Ken!,
My fiancee and I have been dating for a little while now and our relationship started out based on sex. We hooked up the first night we met, didn’t go to class for the next couple of days and instead just stayed cooped up in his dorm room. We have decided that since we have been having sex so often [about 3 to 5 times a day] we want to give it a break for a bit and make sure that the sex isn’t the only reason why we are together and so madly in love with one another. After all, we are in this till death do us part and we can’t have sex for the rest of our lives to solve everything, or else we won’t ever be truly happy in the long run. Do you have any suggestions as to how to resist the temptation? Please let me know! Thanks!

Sincerely,
Confused Bride-To-Be

 

Dear Ken!,
Ken, I met my wife in January of 2002 and we were married in March of 2003.  When we were dating, my wife used to suck my cock all of the time and was very willing to please me.  In early 2005, my wife became very religious and stopped giving me head.  She won’t even let me go down on her anymore!!!!!  She is always watching religious programming on the television and talking to me about God.  I don’t mind that she is religious.  I actually respect that.  However, this has divided us and made our sex life virtually non-existent.  I have tried talking to her on several occasions and she refuses to compromise.  What can I do?

Bored in Bama


 

Dear Readers In Various Stages of Marital and/or Coital Bliss,

I couldn’t help but place these two emails in close proximity to each other. If nothing else, the irony is delightful. Normally I would go on an anti-religion rant in answer to Bored in Bama but, frankly, I’m having a hard time answering the question, "Whose cock would Jesus suck?" Not that I know the guy or anything but I can’t imagine he would be blowing a lot of dudes. Or even orally servicing the ladies, for that matter. He’s probably too busy with other matters.

If anything, Bored, you should rest comfortably in the knowledge that someone, somewhere is fucking like wildcats about three to five times a day and enjoying every minute of it, even if their planned marriage will likely fail when one, the other or both slip into the comfortable rut that is married life and/or pass away from severe lack of electrolytes.

Ken!