I didn’t want to spend time and energy struggling with him over which candidate I should back.However, things took a turn one day when I found out h...w bad my husband’s gambling problems really were.He had apparently made small bets with people all over my neighborhood about the outcome of the election.However, it didn’t stop there. Jim - and my husband - had spent weeks trying to outdo each other, arguing online and writing the most thoughtful, provacative arguments they could in favor of their. It was shameful.Even though I felt like we were supposed to act like we wanted to leave but I really wanted to touch at least one of the hard penises protruding proudly from the wall. Shay giggled, "Let's have a contest. We will jack them off and we will see which one cums first. Whoever makes their cock cum first, wins."She was so blunt and in my horny state I readily agreed but she insisted on getting the bigger one. I didn't care and when I got closer to mine, I could see the hole was big. I’d finally gotten back into shape, not that I was terribly out of it, but seeing as I was about to turn 40 I started walking and working out a lot more often. Back to Gwen seeing as this is more about her then me, although the story obviously involves me so allow me to tell you about this woman. She is not classically attractive however there are so many features to her that I’ll begin with what you want to hear. She’s physically very attractive. Slender and shapely, she sports a robust upper. I mean it felt great but I was in no danger of cumming early. But we switched into spoon, and the first time I plunged balls deep inside of her in this position, it was like something was waiting for the tip of my cock at the end (base) of her pussy. It squeezed my glans, wouldn’t let go and coaxed an orgasm out of me right then and there. I moaned, ‘Uhhhhhhh, I gotta pull out,’ but Christine was having none of that. She reached around and pressed her one hand against my ass to keep me locked.