To my surprise, he was bigger and thicker than I had anticipated. I dropped to my knees, pulling his pants and underwear down, his thick cock swinging...free. I immediately took his uncircumcised manhood in my hands. I slipped the head of his cock into my mouth. I attempted to go as far down on him as I could. He was huge- nothing quite like anything else I had ever seen or experienced before. He didn't’t have a stitch of pubic hair, which I absolutely loved. His cock was a golden brown, thick. The one in the Third Reality had also lacked the gates and their fences initially. Cullen Mac Callister, Cousin Jillian’s Blacksmith Husband, the one with the huge Talent, had eventually built both the gates and the fences, but to a somewhat different and more flamboyant design than either of these other two.“There are only a few slight differences,” I told Robert who may not have been able to see them, as he wasn’t as familiar with the original Founder’s House as I was.We went up on the front. I looked him in the eye. He nodded. ‘I knew there was a good possibility you would be very angry,’ he said. He fidgeted. He raised his eyebrows. He shrugged. He gestured with his hands. I had to fight to keep a smile from my face. He didn’t want to answer. This was how he looked when he thought the answer to a question would make him look too good. I had no idea what he was going to say, but I knew I was going to like it. If he ever said it. ‘So why did you do it?’ ‘I had nothing to lose. If. I ask her if she wants me to stop and she tells me she wants me to keep fucking that pussy until she comes at least one more time.I hear some grunting off to the side, slightly behind me, and I look to see her husband standing, cum dripping off his hand, and off the head of his dick that’s already shrinking after having blown his load. Within a few seconds his dick looks like the tip of my pinky, and unable to help it my eyes go wide with shock, not used to seeing a cock that small. His.