Years three and four were spent having virtually no sex, and with me doing ninety five percent of the housework while my wife spent most nights either...on the phone to her friends or meeting up with them. The next major change happened in year five of our marriage when one day when I came home from work, my wife showed me the vibrator she had bought herself. Now for a man with a less than average cock size the last thing I needed was to be shown an eight inch vibrator. But it did confirm to me. "Yup, I do what I have to to keep that piece of ass with me"! Was Greg's reply.Greg and I sat in the yard drinking and talking when the gals came back outside, they both had naughty looks on their faces."I hope you ladies were not testing out any of those toys" Greg asked laughing.They both laughed and stretched out on the grass between us, from this angle I could see right between both of their legs, and Shelly had a tiny wet spot right on her crotch.I caught myself looking at her, and instead. She turned my body to the audience, and told me to stand on my toes. I did. She went behind me, and pull open my knees. ‘Um…..’ I make a sound of refuse, but it quickly turned into a moaning sound as my wet sissy clit becomes hard. ‘You are such a slut. Look at you, everybody is looking at you and you become so excited. You cheap slut may actually earn me some money. Now, move your right middle finger onto your sissy clit. You can only masturbate by rubbing yoruself with this finger. If you. Shaun had taken a room at a seedy hotel near the docks and had been there for two days waiting for the Iona Star. A harassed dock official had informed him it was anchored in the roads awaiting its turn to enter the port, which was supposed to be a day ago.It had taken him four days to reach Toulon. On booking into the hotel he had managed to contact Sharon after going through the chaotic French telephone system. She had passed the details of the pickup point and said that Prof had left with.