My Ex was a maniac. Loved drinking a s** as much as I did. First couple of years it was just us. One weekend a mutual friend spent the weekend and we spent the weekend eating p**** and f****** her every way possible. She loved to sit on her face while I was go to town on her. The next year or so was an adventure. Then one weekend I came home from a trip to play Aussie football and I walk in on her with a woman on her face and some dude banging her. That was not in the equation. Had she been upfront I would have probably been ok with it. She didn’t expect me home that early. That was the beginning of the end.