Not huge…not small…she described it as normal…she went down on him. As she did he ran his fingers through her hair and rubbed her ba...k……ding ding ding…winner…a back rub is the all time #1 turn on for my wife….and he didn’t even know it…hahahaha. She undid his belt and pulled his pants and under wear down around his ankles. He stepped out of then and leaned over to kiss her, while he did she stroked his cock. He gently pushed her back. I'm so sorry. I didn't know." It's not certain, and we may adopt, in time. We each have our story, Chrissie, and God knows us, our stories and our needs. He has a plan for you, if you trust Him."Chrissie frowned. "Easy to say, hard to do." No, the hard part is recognising we can't do it in our own strength and asking for help; and that's something you have to do for yourself."When Chrissie left, she felt nothing had been resolved, yet she felt at peace. She resolved to take the first. "She sat still and I could hear moaning, something that sounded like 'no no no' but her hips were still ... at least until I shoved two fingers into her pussy, driving them in past both knuckles. She screamed into the gag, but I dry fucked her long past the moment she stopped."You've failed your first class, cunt." I yanked my fingers from her pussy and she gasped. "You need to be punished."I pulled a small iron basin from a nearby credanza and attached it to a steel bar that lifted off the X. “I know. I don’t get it myself. I’d never thought like this until the other week. I really don’t understand where this has come from.”Jill looked thoughtful for a moment, and I waited for her to share her thoughts. “Maybe it’s the gradual drip, drip, of all the things Liam and Callan told you over the last few years.”Maybe Jill had hit the nail on the head. Liam and Callan, and another couple of guys who I knew less well had never stopped extolling the virtues of the swinging lifestyle. Well,.