"I'll speak bluntly, since there's no point beating around the bush. You," she looked at my wife, "are incredibly tight, partly because you have a na...urally tight vagina, and partly because your muscles don't seem able to relax. Your husband, on the other hand, is considerably thicker than average. The combination of the two means that he has to force himself into you, even when you're lubricated. I cannot find any other issue with the shape or angle of his penis, but the size alone is. “This must be your wife,” Turen smiled as Amanda and her glamorous escort approached the small group in which I stood. “I have heard a great deal about you.”I could see Amanda’s face freeze in horror for a split second before her professional smile returned.“From your husband of course,” he explained. “And from my good friend Andrew in Sandersons.”“It’s a pleasure you meet you,” she replied taking the proffered hand. “My husband speaks highly of you too.”His smile appeared genuine, and his eyes. We made small talk and went about our day. Each day went by I kept thinking about what her soles may look like or feel like. Each night before bed I had trouble falling asleep because of the hard on I had each night. Counting down the days :I had to make it to get back home and cum in my wife.I tried to avoid running into Mandy as much as possible outside the meetings because I was trying my hardest not to stroke while I was away from home I had made it two and a half weeks all I had to do was. Mike and Nikki were talking in low voices. After a few seconds I heard splashing as they got out of the tub and then the sound of footsteps heading my way. Mike appeared at my side, pulled up a chair and sat down. “Dude, you OK?” “Yeah, I guess,” I said. “A little freaked out?” “More than a little.” “Because I put my cock in your mouth?” “Well, yeah ,” I said, a little sarcastically. “The whole thing was unexpected, but that part was….” “Look, dude, it’s no big deal,” he said. “Doesn’t make you.