This time it was much easier. It just disappeared into his arse right up to the hilt. I heard him gasp, and once more my clit was caressed by it. I th...ust into him again, then drew back until I was almost out of him. He moved with me, trying desperately to keep it buried deep in his arse. Our dance of lust continued and with each thrust and withdrawal my clit became more and more engorged. I could feel my juices between my thighs, and I knew that I was going to come like never before… Dickie. After a few gentle thrusts she seemed to relax and moaned her approval when I curled my fingers to stimulate her g-spot."Yes, yes, YES!" she cried, grasping hold of my head.I felt my tongue cramping up, but was confused that, despite her cries, she never seemed to cum. There were a few times when she seemed right on the edge, but then something would distract her and it was like I had to build her up all over again.I was a little worried when she pulled my head away, but my fears subsided when. And not just mundane things. He told me all about the porn she likes to watch (rough gangbangs), stuff she liked to do in bed, where she takes cumshots, and some sexual stories from her past that essentially can be summed up as “She was a slut” before they were married. He’s also shown me some flattering pictures of her exposing her cleavage, and repeatedly talks about how awesome her tits are now.It was around this time I realized (and it continues to this day) that when I visit, she never. My vaginal lips were stretched to its limit, now he was forcing the inner walls of my vaginal canal to stretch to accommodate him. Slowly, inch by inch, he slipped his huge cock into me until he had just over half of it in. My body was racking in pain and my eyes watered. For now, he was content to have accomplished that much. But he wanted more. Without any warning he slammed his hips and the last 4 inches of his penis slammed into me deep without any mercy. I felt I had been split. “aaaaaaa.