I always position myself so that I can see myself putting my clothes on in one of the many mirrors that fill the locker room.. I like the way my big b...lls fill out my gym pants pouch. I love getting sweaty and then getting cleaned up.The locker room has a steam room, sauna and a hot tub. I love watching a man walk casually from his locker to the steam room with just a hand towel. Men Proudly strutting their cock and balls for everyone to see. I love shaving naked with my balls drooping on the. . So that means u didnt fuck me yesterday night.. yeah mom I didnt but i am going to right now I always wanted to fuck u but never **** you.. she really was touched and impressed by the way i got her laid and said I too always wanted to sleep with you but never had the courage u know how sexless my marriage is your dad keeps going on his tours..I hugged her tightly and grabbed her ass cheeks and started playing with them and whispered in her ear I will give u all the sex u want since this is. ” I replied, winking at her. I was rewarded with a blush and a smile.“Go, sit down. You will distract me and I will cut myself, then I will faint and you will have to explain to the others why I have a lump on my head.” Isabella joked, pushing me towards a stool at the counter.“Isabella, I invited you to dinner, not to cook dinner.” I protested, though I had no real qualms about her helping. It seemed to make her feel more relaxed.“Yes, and I told you to sit down.” she said, waving the knife in. She has been telling me what to do and not what to do, and I have been powerless and not confident enough to take a stand and tell her "No.". The reason behind that is that I don't want to upset Wilda and make her mad. I always want to make her happy. I never want to make her angry or upset with me. But now, I'm wondering if I made a mistake in marrying Wilda. And...Suddenly, the door opened and in came Hellen, who stopped short when she saw me sitting on the guest bed. Our eyes met and her.