It's a struggle for me to reach them. It would be easier if you undo the hooks that hold it together." When she felt him grab a strap in each hand and...struggle to maneuver the small hook out of the seemingly smaller eye, she suggested, "It's easier if you use the thumb and forefinger of one hand, press into my back on either side of the fastener and pinch two sides together." He tried the technique on the second hook. By the time he got down to the fourth hook he understood how it worked. "With. .4” is fairly small...but where did that come from? And then I remembered that I had made this collage and it was floating around in several of Sarah’s galleries:And this one:Fuck. Well, no going back now.Early in my journey to share my hot wife (through pictures) with other guys, I realized if I wanted to expose her well, it would also include exposing myself and my small penis. I had a bit of a journey from shame about my penis (and inability to make my wife cum from fucking her) to embracing. Eddie's eyes bugged out like a Pekingese's.Tuesday morning Margo was walking a little funny, but otherwise felt like a million dollars. She knew that, with the proper care, the soreness would pass, and it was hardly the first time her family had left her in that condition.Her morning had started with a handful of lube being slathered between her legs. She wasn't surprised at all when it was followed by her husband's dick, driving into her.She'd enjoyed it in a rather distracted way – she hadn't. You go to my school right?"I ask. I knew the answer, but it was kind of ackward sitting in here saying nothing."Yeah. We have math together." Of course I knew this. I always saw him, and he's cute, but I was the social, hot, cheerleader. I liked him...but I'd be dead if anyone knew that. "I'm sorry I don't know your name though." I did of course. But I didn't want him to know that."It's...uh...Jason." He says it like he's forgotten his own name. We reached my house, and I didn't the.