Do you want me to submit this?" I asked."Just close it." She said quickly. She ran her fingers nervously through her hair. "It's not what you think." ... raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe it is what you think. But your don't understand, he is a good lover but he is not all that ... well ... large."I smiled but it was my turn to get fidgety. My mind had gone back to the gutter and this time my dick followed. It was straining the fabric of my jeans. I wanted to put my hand down and cover the obvious. Friday came, we met at Tom and Jessica’s house, got in the RV, and off we went to the nudist camp. When we got there, we striped down, they took me for a tour around the camp, it was very nice, just as they said it was. We got back to the RV and were eating launch and talking about normal life stuff when Jessica said she had to go to the store that’s located in the camp. Jessica ask if we needed anything, we said no, and off she went walked off to the store. Shortly after Jessica left, Tom. The pitch looked a little low but as the bat connected with the ball hope sprang from the crowd. Up and up and finally over the wall. The rookie had hit a home run with the bases loaded to end the third game. The crowd was on their feet cheering. The loudspeakers blared with noises of celebration. She was glad they had won so grandly. Nothing less would be suitable for this exciting summer night. The music continued blaring trying to keep the excitement going. Some team members enjoyed a ham. It always keep coming back to the same thing. I know I want to be dominated and sexually controlled up to a point. I just don't know yet where that is. Also, I really am not sure that cuckolding has to be part of that. Maybe I can deal with it if the rest of the time my needs are met. I wish I knew what they were. Wish I was able to define them more clearly. Lay them out to Clarissa.I don't know what happened. Something penetrated my mind. A very concerned sounding Clarissa and someone slapping.