It's all true. Tom is our total master and we have agreed to do anything he asks." Alison confirmed."Slave Alison, stand up." I said. She stood. "Now,...go out to the street and get the paper and check the mail as you are." Yes, Master," she said gulping. She headed for the door, opened it and walked out. She came back in a few moments later with the paper and the mail and handed them to me carefully."Mary, have you any other questions?" I asked."Uh, I don't think so. Well, yes, when we they come. Randy rubbed my face with his cock and smeared precum across my cheek."Get to it sweet cheeks."Randy said.When I looked over Randy had his pants off and held his cock in his hand. It was bigger than Tim's, nine inches in length and five in length. My eyes almost leaped from the sockets. My jaw dropped and Randy saw his chance. He stuck that monster cock into my mouth. I could barely hold it inside."Take it all ya lil whore." Randy stroked my head.My jaws started to ache my mouth was open as far. The wife said so, it must be so. With that in mind I set out to be the best husband I could be from the beginning. I joined up and after surviving Uncle Sam's boys club, I came away with the ability to provide a stable and secure future for our budding family.Although, I was away more than home, I provided the lifestyle my gorgeous wife required. Happily, I honored her wishes and built a small business capable of supporting her and all her worldly needs.Our marriage turned out to be a union of. He did go out of his way to prove that night that he wasn’t a 1-minute man, he also seemed to go out of his way to prove that he could never make me cum, unfortunately, even when he tried—which he almost never did, contentedly falling asleep after he got off in less than 5 minutes. I felt even more terrible and depressed after the sex than before, which has always seemed to be the pattern with him. I was mad at myself for letting that creep back into my life so easily, knowing that he wouldn’t.