“Of course. You’ve also had the ability to go after the ladies like you want.”“Then why... ?” George begins until something dawns on him. �...You said had.”“I did,” the creature confirms. “You had, but now you don’t.”“What?” George asks, his eyes going wide. “Why the fuck not now?”“Getting a second chance is not meant to be easy,” Genzo explains. “It is a test, a gift, not some easy skate through life.”“So you’re taking away my free will?” George asks, feeling both anger and ... well, mostly. I kept teasing her, flirting, telling her how the guys will be all over her, wanting to spend the night with her. When I said that, she clearly blushed but I am sure that she liked the idea. I was very hard looking at her, rubbing myself between typing. I told her how sexy she was in her dress and that she had a lucky hubby, to which she just smiled and said he really wasn’t interested. I told her how I would take her out in that dress and show her off, except that I wouldn’t want her to wear a. When I opened it there was a message from my wife and a picture. The picture was of Christie’s red bush with her pussy lips open and a yellowish liquid flowing out. When I turned around both women were laughing.There was quite a difference between them. Christie was twenty-one years old, a very pretty redhead, and about five feet six inches tall and a hundred and ten pounds. My wife was a forty-year-old blonde that was five feet eight inches tall and a hundred and forty pounds. My wife wore a. ..I remember feeling this intense painful pressureI just kept thinking to myself, don't quit! If u quit now Nicky might not give u another chance!He slid deeper in me, it stopped hurting as much but was still painfulI thought the worst is over! I might just be able to do this!He pushed all the way in and then stopped moving.Sam was quiet the whole time.Nicky told him "give him a second to adapt"She told me "it's probably hurting a lot more than it should cuz ur tense! Just relax! U enjoyed.