Helen and I have a good sex life most of the time. Although Helen is normally a quiet girl, not shy though, she is very lively and dominant in the bed...oom. She loves sex and can be very noisy during our encounters. Helen likes to tease me about the size of my penis. When erect I'm four and a half inches long and ever since the first time she saw my cock she has laughed about it's size. Even with these shortcomings she fell in love with me and we married a year ago. Having such a small penis has. And she didn’t just pull it off of me. She squatted a little and pushed it up my sides, looking at the skin as it was exposed, almost as if she was examining me for some flaw, or tattoo or whatever. She kissed random places on my chest and, while my arms were up and the shirt was confining them, she kissed my lips. It was a gentle kiss, not demanding, and not impatient, but full of passion that made my prick stand up like it was made of steel. I actually felt it happen while she kissed me.My. Not much good that will do at the speed we were falling. Then I heard the engine take and the nose rise, but at the same time we hit the ground, then everything went black.I woke to a dim light, lying in a bed. The reason it was dim was the windows had thick curtains and the light only showed around the edges. The room was spartan, bare scrubbed floorboards and only the bed and a hard backed chair in the room. The room was only about eight feet both in width and length, almost as big as a. She wasn’t as tight as many girls I’d fucked, but neither was she appallingly loose and I had great fun probing every inch of her exquisite cunt with the middle three fingers of my hand. The best part was the minutes I spent lightly brushing her prominent clitoris, and I lay still breathless, listening for the changes in her breathing when I brushed over her button with my index finger. She was responding keenly, despite not a word passing between us, and I decided it was time to.