You know all those stories about black men… Sometimes he’s too big, you know? You probably never think like that, but a man can be too big, when a...woman can’t take all of him and the rest of his body never meets hers. It’s just a small thing…” we both giggled at the pun, “but occasionally it can be annoying.” I didn’t have anything to add to her statements, so stayed quiet and let het carry on. “Men don’t need to be big to pleasure a woman, that’s a myth. Well, they need to be big enough, but. Wilson just laughed."Sweetie you don't exactly smell like roses," he replied. I laughed at that. We had only been at the site two days and already we had reverted to living only a few rungs above how the miners in Alaska lived. It was what Wilson wanted. It was also what I was enjoying. In my case I was reminded of my twentieth birthday in Afghanistan. I smelled then as well, since we had been on the fuel run for three days without seeing a shower.At the forth day's clean up we found a half. I'm moving out tomorrow after work, nothing permanent; not yet anyway. I'll probably check into that hotel on Mannheim that has weekly rates. The kids already know you're up here crying, they're not stupid, they know something is wrong; I won't give them any details but we have to let them know what's happening."I saw her getting up and heading for the bathroom, "Okay, honey," she replied in a sad sounding whisper. "Whatever you feel is best." She got half way to the bathroom and stopped dead,. He had instructed Marie to insert "Junior" into her ass daily and keep it inside for five minutes more each day. If she stayed on schedule, today she was supposed to wear it for fifty minutes. Coating it with the special lubricant she had purchased online Marie lifted her right leg, reached between them, and deftly inserted junior back into her ass. She gave herself a quick feel before she straightened up. Marie immediately felt the familiar pressure within and fought back the involuntary.