I guess I blocked it as a memory.When my Mom finally wanted me to talk about it, I had no recollection and she felt it was important I get straight wi...h it, rather than have it turn up later in life. She had me see a few shrinks, and unless I said things under a hypnotic state of some kind, I never remembered. His molestation consisted of giving me bare bottom spankings as punishments when playing school with me. He was 14 and I was 7. When he was caught I had to be examined by a doctor and. It was spacious, clean, painted red, and could easily hold more than a dozen people, with a sofa against one wall to my left, and a few chairs off to my right. Looking around, I could see what looked like a heavy door behind me, out of the corner of my eye - my collar making it difficult to turn my head. Directly in front of me was a large flat panel TV on the wall, and on it was a paused video of me from the truckstop, a still image of me bound and on my knees from another camera I hadn't seen. I figured she was the one that brought it up; she could expand on the topic in the direction she wanted. Well after a bit of discussion she produced a picture and e-mail, it was this very busty woman that appeared to be about our age and the e-mail was very explicit. My wife had been very open with her desire to have a woman in bed with us and the busty woman was very explicit that she liked the idea of, “a cock in her pussy and a pussy on my face!”My cock stirred at the thought, and relieved. I ask her if she likes it, and expect an answer like: "yes, I love his big cock, it's very nice to suck, I get wet when suking it, thinking how it will feel inside me"I also make her compare the bull's cock to her husband's cock: I love to see how she takes both cocks into her hands, when she measures the cocks herself, so she can see and remember the difference better. Most men I've met have a 14-16cm cock, so when the bull has a 20cm cock, the difference is very noticeable. I ask the wife if.