"Only you, Joseph. Only you be my man," she grinned."Why?" I asked her."You have big cock, but you not use it like..." She needed a translation. "A we...pon. You not scare me. Like Alexandra say: you are beautiful lover."Touched, I kissed her forehead, nose and lips. "Thanks. You honor me."We showered together, and her fascination with my cock continued. She scrubbed it cleaner than anywhere else on me by far until at last my ejaculate mixed with the pouring water. I spent an inordinate amount of. Several times, I could see Harvey peeking out, one of them I could have sworn from the look on his face he was pleasuring himself. That made me harder than I thought it would. Then the fourth time we were both a little bolder.It still started the same way, me stripping down to the black panties, lotioning up and rubbing myself as I turned over several times during the course of an hour. I went to the shower, put in some shampoo and was lathering up when I looked over my shoulder. Harvey was. As soon as he closed the door behind him, he put his arms around me and kissed me. I felt his large cock pressing into my tummy. It was huge. I answered his passionate kiss and my hands went to his belt to unbuckle his pants. I felt his large cock trying to come up over the waistband on his pants. When I finally got is pants opened and pulled down his shorts, his magnificent looking cock popped out. He was so fucking huge. Still kissing me, his hands answered by lifting up my skirt and groping. He was turning me in. It was all over. When I woke up I couldn't shake the dream. While I showered I had visions of my story going out over the local news. My mother's shame. My grandmother's horror. At odd moments I groaned audibly. This was the kind of shit you couldn't even take to a therapist. I felt so filthy, so awful. And yet still I had to walk Monty every day, watch him sashay ahead of me, his head erect, nose twitching in the air, his balls swaying between his thighs. I threw myself.