. I could see some cows in the distance and hear a few horses from the other side of the farmhouse. I heard the door open behind me, and I turned arou...d so I could see a woman standing in the door. A beautiful, blond, blue-eyed woman standing 175 cm tall, and with quite a good pair of big breasts, C-size easily. She must have been in her early thirties and I had trouble taking my eyes off of her cleavage. She was hot! Although this woman was dressed, unlike Becky at the train station. She was. Most of their wives were disapproving whenever their hubbies wanted to play games, and just relax and be men. So our house became a safe haven for boys to be boys. They would come over and play video games or cards or just watch tv. I enjoyed having the house full of handsome men, and I would always bring them snacks and drinks and be a supportive dutiful wife. I'd also make sure to dress up nice when they came over, in short skirts and low cut tops that displayed my cleavage. Glen didn't seem. More bike rider fit. The most important thing about me that applies to this tale is my dick size. I’m average or maybe a bit longer. Ok im 7” and i can get my fingers to barely touch when i grip it but my wife Cindy can't touch her fingers when she grips. I guess i have never thought about it much because there isn't anything i can do about it. It is what it is. I think i am a good lover and until this tale unfolded i thought that my wife was always sexually satisfied. Other than that i guess.
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