And every night for the foreseeable future. But what the fuck. I didn’t do it to get myself off, even though I was still hard as a rock, despite Sar...h Lynn’s rant. She’d already talked to Mary by the time I got home from my date. I closed my eyes and waited for the tirade.“I hope you’ve got five loads of come in you,” Sarah Lynn whispered. “You are going to get so fucked tonight.”Okay. I’m clueless. I’d confessed as soon as I got home that I fingered Mary to an orgasm or two. I thought I was. I was four and one half inches around and 4 inches long. (Think a D cell battery circumference and 1 and ½ batteries long.) I had lost more than half of the mass I had when I was younger. With my wife’s weight gain and my lack of length I could only just barely get the head inside her. A most unsatisfying arrangement. She still did not like oral unless I actually pushed her head down to me. She still saw oral as rape, or that is the way I believed she saw it. It was very plain she did not care. I could feel another orgasm building and I knew this one was going to be big. I also wanted to try a bigger dildo in me so I withdrew the one I was using. It was all wet and slimy. I had one other one that was about 10 inches long and about 2 ½ inches wide. I could take this one in my ass, but only after working to stretch it. I was a little scared but I knew I had to try it in my new pussy. I was plenty wet for it so I pressed the fat head into my opening. I tried tho push it in but it wasn't. " I bet this is Zoe's idea," Paul surmised, "I don't know if I should spank you and throw you out, or fuck you stiff, you stupid kid." Do I get a vote?" asked Tara, "because I vote for the second option."Paul took off his top, dropping it on the floor, then started unfastening his jeans. From the bulge in his boxers, Tara could guess what Paul was going to choose. He stroked his fingers along her slit, feeling the wetness. When he pulled his shorts down, his erection sprang up as though glad to.