"What do you feel, Karen?" Oh... it... it's your..." My what?" Your penis," she said and her face colored deeply."It is my prick... how does it feel t... hold a male reproductive organ in your hand?" F... feel?" Yes, how does it make you feel?"She swallowed thickly, then licked her lips. "Ah... strange... but it makes me feel... ah... excited, somehow." Very good, Karen... open your eyes now and see that there is nothing evil about it, nothing forbidding; there is nothing unusual about it--every. Barbara lived with Carol for just over a year before meeting my Uncle Phil and, unfortunately, there was no chance of getting the relationship that she wanted. So she put it out of her mind as just a happy memory and something to fantasize over for when she was alone. I had to ask her what had happened for her and Phil to split up and why my parents would not speak to her. There was a bit of a silence, and then she said “OK, I’ll tell you.” “Sex between your uncle and I became non-existent. I finally got Joe to agree to go to dinner and discuss what options we could make work. That evening Joe picked me up at my hotel and we went to a nice restaurant and had dinner. During the meal Joe had several drinks and I was talking to Joe about his personal life and at first he was sheltered but by the end of dinner he was telling me how his wife was lame in bed. We was leaving the restaurant and I still hadn't secured the deal so when we arrived back at my hotel I invited joe up for a. As they talked about cock sizes Cindy said “my hubby's cock is just the right size for me. The last man that I had had a 10’’ cock”she said ‘too big he destroyed me. I haven’t been the same since”she said “he was a nice guy and I liked his wife” but I just couldn’t do it again”. “Is that the couple who you and the woman played with each other while the men watched?”Claire said. Oh did I get a look from Cindy before she said “yes,and I am sure he told you that I liked it too”.She then asked.