I’m only curious. I don’t understand what all these feelings mean. Can you help me?” She was being a bit manipulative and playing to his pride n...w and she knew it. She felt bad but her own curiosity and desires were winning out over reason. She could already feel herself getting wet. He said nothing but stopped trying to push her off of him and she relaxed her grip slightly. He seemed be struggling with something deep in his own brain. She decided to take the initiative and moved one hand. It’s hard to think back to all this and it’s not as if I was making notes, anyway. There was screaming from all sides, there were lunatics with guns and swords, I had no idea where Diana was and it was just fucking awful. And I’m no hero. I’d like to stress that. Not. A. Hero. I’m a father, a husband and a brother and I’d like to remain that for a very long time. There’s a reason I’m not with the police or the fire brigade: I don’t crave excitement and I’m not all that keen on helping others.. With a final thrust and a deep-throated growl, he erupted, filling her mouth with what she so desired. She drank as if her thirst knew no bounds. When she had licked him clean, he released his grip on her head and returned his still massive manhood to his codpiece.Gently he lifted her up, "Have you learned your lesson?" he asked.Helena's jaw was sore and she could feel rawness in her throat. Even so, she wanted to do them all again. She was confident she knew now what lesson he taught; her slit. So, I knew and was prepared to do it with him, my husband! I had already made up my mind that whatever he wanted to do to me in bed would be great! I would be willing to try anything once. When I was in college, I sometimes talked to my roommate about rather intimate matters. Her name was Jennifer and she had three older brothers at home so she seemed to know a lot more about intimate matters than I did. “Are all men's dicks the same size?” I asked in my innocence. “My heavens no! They are.