She was cold, did not respond. I said ,remember, you asked me whether I had problem with my wife? I did not answer. Actually, I had a problem.I did no... know how to explain it. It was annoying. I told her,” I am six ft tall but my male organ is only 5 1/2 to 6 inches.My wife calls it a miniature cock. She thinks every male has a horse size 10-12 inches cock except me. I should have married a miniature pussy girl, instead. I was afraid to reveal it to you.” She was upset as hell. She pulled me to. Like the thrill of the first drop on a rollercoaster, my orgasm took my breath away as it crashed into me, between my legs, propelled by his cock, soaring inside of me, through me, out every pour that I had. He kept going and I was already climbing up for another drop. So much of me wanted to feel him cum inside of me, to feel his energy expelled with amazing force. The journey was speeding him, his cock moved with haste and still I had no idea how high I was being taken. I wanted to release,. We were still standing at my house door, I pulled her in the house, closed the door and right there we exchanged a few kisses, with lots of wide smiles and high giggles, later on I realized she had just had her 18th birthday a couple of weeks ago, although she looked much younger, she was petite, sexy girl who looked 15 or 16 at the most.As we sat over the couch, she went direct forward to my tits, pulling one of my tits out of my T-shirt, started sucking on my already rock hard nipple, during. He ran the soapy sponge over her back at first and then moved around to her front. The air was still and silent, except for the sound of water falling from the sponge and the sounds of their breathing. He pushed his hand beneath the water and between her legs. Ginny looked up at him as his fingers made contact with her sex. “Would you mind running the razor over me again down there please?” she asked, breaking the silence. Larry shook his head. “No, no of course not.” Ginny stood up as he.