Kevin struggled to regain his composure.“I would be up for that.” He stammered out.“Good, now get you cock out for me, I want to taste you.” H... jumped to unzip his fly as I unbuttoned and removed the rest of my blouse. I’d picked a nice, somewhat lacy, white bra for the occasion. Kevin’s cock was easily 8 inches long, and I smiled to myself that I’d chosen well in this regard. “I assume you’ve had your dick sucked before.” I stroked his member softly, gazing at its manly beauty. I’d been a. Emily is lucky to have you as a father.” My face must have been glowing with pride. Kurt reached up to cup my face in his palm, and stroke my cheek with his thumb. Suddenly I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world, and he was the strongest man. He leaned in to kiss me with so much tenderness, I thought I was going to cry. When the kiss ended and I looked at him again, the tenderness was gone. What I saw instead was a hunger, a passion that had been missing for so long in our marriage.. Once he asked me to slide forward on the toilet seat because he needed to urinate, and as he urinated down behind me, I could feel the warmth of his piss as it hit my bum, no doubt deliberately, and he was delighted as it would run between my curves to be secreted into the pan, just as if it was I, who was doing the pissing.'Dont forget to wash down there Mariel', he would say, standing as close as he could, he seemed to enjoy being close to me, studying my reaction to his penis being inches. “I married young the first time; seduced into a marriage with a man who managed to convince me that we completed each other. In retrospect, he had no idea what he was in for in when he committed to a life with me. You see, I have always been a very lively girl; bringing passion to everything I involved myself with. Being a good catholic, sex before marriage was out of the question. I was a 21-year-old virgin when my first husband and I went off on our honeymoon. Now, this ain’t to say I was a.