The heels had vanished from his feet."My legs do look beautiful," He thought as he looked at his feet.The suit could make him look like he was bare le... or had hose on. Whileit had the appearance of hose the fused toe appearance of the meshseemed appropriate for the puppet body he felt like he had.He thought he was going to pass out from making love to himself whenthere was a knock at the door. Paul found himself force out of the bedand walked over to the door. On the other side was one of the. I looked back over my shoulders, tears in my eyes and begged 'Harry, plea-please, don't goooo to deep.' Harry lunged deeper and harder, he reached up under my arms and grasped my shoulders in his big hands, I could not get away if I wanted to, than he plunged balls deep in my butt. I could feel each of my inner sphincter muscles pop open as his massive head plowed deep into me. I wailed at the top of my lungs from the pain, the pain was so intense that I saw a white light before I mercifully. Take for example Ricky; he is shorter than me so he can’t do anything for me. Me with my male pride could not let this go with out saying something. So I replied, what does that supposed to mean?She calmly replied; Small guy, small package.Really, how would you know?Well, I just look at the size of their hands and shoe and that is how I determine what type of package they have. Take for example my husband, he is 6′ and he has a huge package.I had this puzzled look on my face and said; so you. Like just the other night," I added."I know, but I can't always let go. It's a vicious cycle. I start worrying about letting go, or thinking about everyday stuff, work, you know. Then that gets in the way of the moment. Then I tense up, and then it starts."I looked at her with a smile. "Don't hold on for my sake. I want to see you share this like we share everything else. You're the person I want to be with. I'm not going anywhere. Why not let go?" Because you can get hurt."I was slightly taken.