"It's your turn to nod now, with a new light in your eyes. The first sign that the man I love is waking up inside again.I turn and retrieve the large ...tretching dildo/plug that we've come to refer to as The Truth. Because we both know that you can't handle The Truth. And that is by design. The Truth is more of a cone. Designed to stretch and train you so you can take Dirk. And my other fun cocks.Your eyes go wide. It is 11 inches of intimidation."It's okay honey. You don't have to take all of. You take your cock in your hand and slap at my clit with the broad, purple crown. My head whips back, thudding against the door before rolling side to side. I close my eyes and a smile tease the corner of my now puffy, well-kissed mouth. My panting becomes grunting, and I bit my bottom lip.‘‘More,“ I hiss. You do it again, looking down between our bodies, shifting my skirt out of the way so you can see where we touch, see the effect you have on me as you play with me. You tilt your hips back,. “Thank you!” She took a moment to look me over and commented that I looked very nice as well. I knew that next to her, I probably looked like a homeless person.Since she was the one dressed so nicely, I asked if she had some place special in mind for dinner.“I do, there’s an Italian restaurant in Richland we’ve never been to, Monterosso’s. I’ve heard how nice it is and thought tonight would be a good time to try it.”I’ve never been to it, but knew where it was. I escorted my stunning wife to. After a few minutes, one of them asked me: “What a young slutty women is doing in a full truck of male prisoner?” I answered in a shy way: “There is no more space for me in St Catherine…” The other one started to smile and told me: “If you stay at Larnion, you are going to need help or you are not going to survive a week, you need support”. I was so happy, maybe those guys will offer to help me, according to how the others look at them, I think they are the leader. “Yes I will, but I hope I.