I mean – it scares me to think that there isn’t one.”“Me, too,” I said, honestly. “Do you believe God would make something that He didn’... intend to make? Make something wrong?”“No. But mom says that’s Satan in us – that when there’s something wrong in us, like the bible says, then it’s Satan doing that, not God.”“Well – they have an answer for everything, don’t they?”“I mean – yeah. They do,” he said, making a realization.“Everything they want to justify they can justify – and that includes. Wayne bursts through the door looking good as usual and as he starts to talk to me my mind wanders back to the sucking of his cock once more and I'm starting to get hard. I snap back to what he's saying in which he tells me that what happened last week might have been a mistake. Bummer I'm thinking we could have had more, but my mouth said no worries I get it.We sit down at the table while talking and I put a 12pack of beer in the middle, after my 5th beer which I drank way to fast I go to. Finally, a really good looking guy came in and watched me. By now I had been there about 10 minutes and I was hard as a rock slowly stroking myself so I wouldn't cum. He turned around and locked the door. I remember he had shorts and a shirt on which he took off as well as his underwear so he was naked except for his shoes and socks. He stood next to the couch and stroked himself while watching the porn with me and I saw he was hard. I was on my back with one leg propped on the money machine in. I would hand her the drink and while she drank it I would get down on my knees and pleasure her with my tongue. Sometimes she even watched TV while I did it. My relief was jerking off on a newspaper she put on the floor.Anyway that was all over now because we were getting married.The honeymoon was a disaster. The first time we made love I thought it was wonderful, but Kathy cried out in pain and made me pull out. She said my cock was too big; that it hurt her when I tried to fuck her. I used to.