The General regarded her for a few fleeting moments. A cruel grin slowly morphed his features. “What would you do to save his life, slut? Hmm?” He...grasped her by the nape of the neck, thrusting her face toward Steve’s butt. “Lick out his ass, bitch. Make his puckered hole nice and CLEAN or I send him over the side.”Shuddering, the big-breasted brunette obeyed. She flicked her tongue at Steve’s bottom, tonguing his star-shaped anus. Somehow she fought back the urge to gag. Jennifer watched it. It was just large enough for keys, apurse and a few essentials like lipstick and a handkerchief. It had athin shoulder strap. I thanked her and put my keys and credit card init.She had also brought a measuring tape. "Now just stand up for a momentwhile I check your vital statistics," she said. After she had finishedmaking notes on a pad she said, "Well you haven't exactly got an hour-glass figure. But there again a lot of girls these days don't. I'm surewe can find clothes that would suit your. I rubbed the head against her cunt lips. I may have cleaned his cum from her but she was still slick. Then I aimed the head to the center of her snatch and pushed. “Oh God” she moaned. “That girth is the difference. Ahhhh. Go slow. Spread me gently.”The head disappeared into her pussy. I didn’t push farther. Like a professional (sex) athlete, I let her slowly stretch. As she gained comfort, I slid in another inch or so. Again she winced. I was horny and ready to fuck her hard; but I didn’t. I. .. well, where's the harm? If that's OK with you, that we feel that way... both of us, I mean." I was hoping to encourage her.She smiled at me and reached for a kiss."I so hoped you were feeling that way... too! It is awfully exciting, isn't it? And the play is really benefiting, I think."And so, once again, I ensconced myself in our bedroom waiting expectantly for my lovely wife to bound up the stairs into my arms. I wss hoping she would be just as sexually excited and urgently wanting me as.