A week or so later Libby left her bikini and some shorts and tops in a drawer in the spare bed room. That was for when we used the pool at my apartmen...s.She began spending nearly every night at my place. Bit by bit she moved in. Two months after our first date Libby asked if I would let her share my apartment. She said she would pay half the rent and utilities.At that time I thought she was an ideal apartment mate. Libby played her cards well and two moths later we were married.She had never. They were all sat in the lounge area. They had all changed into different suits and had obviously made the effort. Aftershave was heavy in the air and I could see a couple of shaky hands as i walked over too them..."Oh hiya Anna, gosh you look lovely" was the response I got as they all admired me in my dress.I gave them a little twirl and told them... " Thanks very much, you all look lovely too"...Ian had already ordered a taxi for us and informed me that they had taken the liberty of booking a. Pushing the cart through the market on Saturday, he followed Di as she selected items and marked off their grocery list with a serious expression. When she put the tip of the pen between her lips she was so cute he had to smile.After Friday night's deep hug, Di had retreated back into her shell. They had cleaned up the kitchen together, but she was lost in thought the whole time. As they dried the last dish, Di had stopped to look at him and asked, Jason, are you sure?When he'd first considered. . hung like a horse. And not any horse. He was hung like a Clydesdale, with a big fat cock that stayed hard through at least two orgasms and had a queer looking little tip on it that invariably nudged through a girl's cervix so that during those two orgasms (at least) his spooge shot straight into their nubile young wombs.So, you ask, why, if he was so huge, and went in so deep, and was undoubtedly extremely painful to have in you for the first two or three minutes, did all these girls allow.