Lena kissed me, and everyone else. She got on top of me and kissed me all over my face and body. I was erect and she knew it. She slid down, and sucke... her breath in through her teeth. "Ricky, you are so big, you feel so good."The others laughed and said, "We know what you mean." Are you ready to fuck yet?" I asked."Not yet, Husband. I need to get used to you," she said."I know why some women like the size of their husbands, now. I don't care how big he is unless he is fucking me. Then, I like. .. ?" he prodded."H-He drinks... and can't hold a j-job..." ... And, you've had to support him... and the kids?" I... I ran away..." she confessed.It was his turn to be thoughtful before answering, "Well... I can see you had quite a burden... but why run away from it?"Dottie turned away from him, her face to the wall, the tears running freely and unchecked, now. She sobbed, "Our l-lives... absolute m-mess... you'd n-never believe..." Why don't you try... ?" Wh-What do you m-mean... ?" Tell me. In the days of Doctor Stanley, heading into the jungle and taking samples could mean taking hordes of native bearers along. Samples would have to be crated up and carried along with them, and it could take months or longer for samples to go from the spot they were collected back to civilization for study. The Maltesano Islands in the Twenty-First Century was nothing like that.During the planning stage for the expedition, Steve had researched the best methods for getting samples back to Albany. I replied what I've been wanting to yell from the rooftops, "I WANT A HUGE PENIS. I NEED ONE!" I exclaimed. "I want The biggest here.He told me that his dancer buddy Matthieu was there and he would get him.I asked him if I could see Matthieu in his underwear first (he was up next for the strip to underwear dance) and invited Jeff to have a beer with me to answer a few questions from a first-timer. He agreed and we got along. He kept squeezing and feeling me up and seemed to be turned on by it..