"Hey, Michelle, I want to ask you something."I was deep into one of those novels where a big hairy Scot was distressing a damsel no end when my husban... produced this remark. Since talk of any sort is not one of his big things, I swam up to answer."Yeah?"I'm always gracious when people interrupt my reading."I wanted to ask you," he said, "if those romance things you read all the time are sexy."Now as far as I know--and I ought to know if anybody does, right?--sex is not one of my husband's big. There was no response except the sound of the door being unlocked and a dim light seeping in from the hallway. The figure before me was a dark shadow which I couldn’t to see because I had been in complete darkness for so long. I began to cry profusely and beg for answers. “What do you want with me?” I cried out. “HELP!” The figure said nothing and moved closer toward me. I kicked and flailed, fearing the worst, only to realize he was not trying to touch me. He sat on a nearby wooden stool.. I got a few small spanks. They both began kissing my ass and the back of my legs. Caeser seemed really excited and telling Alex, "look at this." as he opened my ass. Ceaser hands held firmly to both my asscheeks, and held them open, admiring the view. I felt Alex reach his larger hand between my cheeks, and slowly began pushing a finger inside. His finger felt really thick, and it hurt. I complained and Alex pulled out, then tried again. He fingered me on and off, then pulled his pants down.. I thought that was quite funny because I knew I was on the smaller side as my friends and I would compare sizes when we were younger. Well to make a long story short i had mentioned to her one night during sex that I was going to find her a big one for her birthday. I would say it was a couple months later that I told her we were going to take a road trip to a city about an hour and a had away to go meet someone. She was so nervous when we arrived. We got out of the car. at the hotel and met.