We all seemed to get along great. We did this a few more times, becoming more and more friendly with each visit. One day, we had arranged a day trip...to a more rustic part of the state. I arrived and was helping with some chores when the wife asked me to come sit with her on the couch. She thanked me for taking a chance on them and helping them get more acclimated to the area. She said that her family really thought I was a great guy. Then, she shocked me. She mentioned that she and her. “That is an old-fashioned term, Sarah,” he said, “Nowadays they use the term retraining facility.”“That sounds like a lot of PC crap, Mr. Thomas,” I said.“It may be, but the world we live in is changing, whether we want it to, or not.”He’s trying, and seems to know all the answers. “This is Saturday, where is everyone?” Nevina asked.“Probably at CAMELOT, have you ever been there?” he asked.“YES,” I answered for the lot of us. “We’ve been meaning to get back there.”“Wonderful, let’s all go. As I finished washing all the dead skin off of his cock he was beginning to get hard his cock felt so awesome in my hands almost like velvet to the touch but at the same time becoming so stiff and hard. I could feel his heart beat in his cock he reach full length and he began thrusting forward slapping his cock off of his belly. I was mesmerized by his cock I got my pants off and kind of got beside of him and got ahold of his cock and guided him towards my ass . I didnt have anything for lube. ”I pulled her a little tighter, giving her a tender kiss on the top of her head, as she cried herself to sleep right there on my shoulder.I was at a loss. Obviously, I wanted her to get in better shape, but only for her health and self-confidence. My love for her was unconditional; it wasn’t predicated on her looks. She was a contradiction, upset and lacking in confidence in her appearance, but unwilling to do anything about it.What was worse was that our sex life, which had already been.