’ Barry was quite bewildered and just nodded in reply.Our bedroom shared a flimsy wall with our lounge. The settee was right next to the shared wall... With the bedroom door open and the giant television screen not muted and featuring six feeds from our bedroom, Barry would be privy to everything. He would be able to hear us from the television and through the flimsy wall and open door while the giant television gave him live video coverage from six different angles!As we turned to leave the. He took each nipple into his mouth and gently pulled with his teeth. He heard Olga moan! She was sensitive! He felt her shiver as he sucked each nipple into his mouth. He felt her hand wrap around the shaft of his thick hard cock. He wanted to dwell on her breasts, but also knew he had to get between her legs soon!His tongue then slowly travels down the chest until it comes to her belly button. It stopped there and his tongue flicked the navel. He could again hear Olga moan softly. Her hand was. “Oh, god!” I blurted. “I can feel it's smaller!”Mandy licked her lips. “Oh, I bet, honey! My pussy's not feeling so snug and tight anymore, is it?”My breath caught in my throat. “No, it's not!”Mandy narrowed her eyes. “You know why. Tell me why, baby.”“Because it's smaller!” Waves of subspace flowed over me like a clinging ooze.“What's smaller? Say it, babe.”“My cock!”“That's right, baby. Your cock's tiny now. So tiny. So thin. I can barely feel you inside me now, babe. Does it excite you that. Divorcing Mandy would leave the door open for Remington, but Tim had no control over that. He knew for a certainty he could no longer live with a wife who didn’t respect him and had pretty much fallen out of love with him. She viewed him as a detriment to the marriage, rather than an asset.It was unfortunate that Heather would have a broken family, but Tim felt strongly about being a good role model for his daughter. If he kept taking the shit Mandy was heaping on him, Heather might follow her.