But it was not love or anything of that. We got married after half a year. My first impression was that she was ver traditional sexually, and thought ...hat the man does everything. After that when we tried to do real sex, she had a fear somehow of the insertion of penis in her, when ever I tried she would push me back with her thighs. It was a real hard thing for me to maintain trying in such conditions specially that my penis is not long. Whenever we failed in making love, things would turn. Sensing Jack's confusion at the sound, his captor spoke, "I'm afraid mydevice comes close to replicating your voice, but there's still somefine tweaking."Jack teared up slightly before whispering sadly, "Why?" Partly for fun, but mostly to see if I could." He walked around infront of Jack before continuing. "My experiments aren't the kind thatyou can just pull off in the public arena and I've never felt the needto constrain myself with ethical considerations. I've been working onpushing the. And I felt randy. Not just that I wanted a rub, but that I deserved a rub, for what I'd just done. So I started rubbing myself, right there, standing up in the kitchen - and believe you and me I had one mother of an orgasm."After that I got out the mop and bucket and cleaned everything up. It was a hot day, the floor dried quickly. And when my mum and dad came home everything went on as normal, no-one had any idea of what I had done: it was my little secret, my warm wet little secret no-one. Besides, he'll be handy to have along if anyone gives us any trouble," I said."True, he can sure take care of himself, can't he?"I giggled and said, "Yeah, and that's not all he can take care of."Mo told me I was a brat. She went to her room, closing the door behind her. I went back to my room and jumped on the bed. I straddled JR's body, my butt on his chest. He woke up and started laughing."Good morning, Sexy," JR said as he slid his hands up my sides and over my boobs.I leaned over, pressing.