Nothing to indicate that we had any other kind of relationship. I was just his toy. His plaything. And he was mine.“I mean, I felt guilty, but it’... like it was just in part of my mind. I still functioned like the same wife I’d always been. There were times when I turned Josh down, just because I knew I was sore or enlarged, but most of the time I didn’t. And I made sure I was douched and clean for him. I initiated it a few times, in a romantic way. I needed to be sure I still loved my husband. Despite YOUR confidence, I had been growing more uneasy by the minute as I’d seen it slowly begin to swell behind you. Within the last hour or so as we’ve been indulging our every passion , the focus of your current exploits had been growing and growing. Now, fully engorged and shimmering with your saliva, it looks freaking enormous. Its long….maybe an inch or more longer than mine and its thick. Wrapped in your slender fingers, it’s as thick as your largest vibrator and is topped with a large. He runs in, and jumps over her, but she predicts this, and grabs him, which requires incredible timing, and throws him over the side. Another life down."Oh my god! Have you been practicing?" Steve couldn't believe how good she was playing."Mayyyyyyyybe," she says, trying to be cute. Steve is now on his last life, and decides to play it safe. He respawns, and waits for her to make the first move. She charges in, and does her vanishing move, Steve knows how to react to it now, and swings his. The sun had gone down and the room was dark except for the light from the street lamp and as I went to my bed room the light from the house next door. I was still a little tired and decided to go to bed and start early tomorrow. A quick glance showed me that I should pay closer attention to my surroundings as I saw that some one was peeking into my neighbor’s window. I didn't turn on my lamp and instead peered out to see that same handsome man that had walked up to the front door and into the.