.” he trailed off.“So he loves you and you love him? Is this how things are?” Carter asked.“Yeah, I guess,” Simon spoke, although Carter’s...questions seemed to sow doubt in his heart, by the way his eyes clouded.“Then why is he still married? Wait, is he married to a woman or a man? Could it be that he’s still ... in the closet?”Way to go, playing this like a pro.“No, he’s out, that’s no issue,” Simon waved. “But I think ... that he might still love his husband. It’s strange because lately .... The two of us had fun looking though all of those soft furs. Pulling on them as they hung on the rings; looking at the overall size, color and thickness of the pelt. He wanted pelts that had a full unblemished face, deep, thick fur, long guard hairs and long thick tails. Bringing them close to his face he stated how much he loved the smell of freshly tanned furs. He took a Polish white fox off one of the rings. Without any hesitation he said I can’t wait till my cock is buried in his fur I want. 5 inches hard and thickness I would say as thick as a Coke Can. So very longer than me and much thicker than me.Heather was very nervous about this, she had been with several guys before we were married, but nothing like the size of Frank, she was worried how it would feel, would it hurt, would he still want her once he saw her in person naked. As the day approached she just got more and more nervous, I assured her that Frank had saw the pictures we shared, talked to us via Skype, and he wanted. I watched one older man taking a younger girl down the hall to the bedrooms. Tim was dancing and the girl was rubbing her tits all over his chest as he held her by the ass cheeks.Suddenly a young man probably in his early twenties came up to me, told me his name and said that this was his house and that he had never seen me at one of his parties before but that he was happy that I had come. Then he dropped to his knees in front of me, lifted my skirt and pressed his face to my crotch. He.