I knew that if I had surprised her that would have been the end of our relationship. We had a very understanding relationship and we always told each ...other the truth. I was not about to start lying to her. So, I was very willing to listen to Jennifer about sex and when the time was right, I told her that she needed to know something about me first before we decided to have it. So, I told her about my small cock. I remember her expression when I first told Jennifer. She just looked at me at. You all right?”“Not really, no. Will you hold me for a while?”“Oh sure, of course.” I was about to ask her to leave so that I could grab some pants, planning to go hold her maybe in the living room, on the sofa, but she crossed to the bed and lifted a corner of the covers.“May I?”“Umm, yeah, sure. I guess…” The problem was, I had no pants on at all. Nothing. I sleep in a t-shirt because I like my chest and shoulders out of the covers but shorts or pants always seem to wrap around with my. She then took the head in her mouth and Steve's knees buckled a little because it was still so sensitive. When she had cleaned every last bit of cum from it she finally stopped sucking. Almost as soon as his dick pulled from Cathy's lips and she let go Steve knelt down and began to kiss Cathy again. He could taste the saltiness of his cum her lips and chin as his tongue darted into her mouth. They kissed for a minute, then Steve said, "I think I owe you" Cathy bit her lip a little and smiled. ”Cassandra shuffles a couple of papers in front of her as the screen behind her disconnects from the feed from the White House to another feed of the ocean. “We now go live to Brock Solis, who is aboard the USS Gerald R. Ford in the South Atlantic. Good morning, Brock.”“Good morning, Cassandra,” the man replies, holding his coat tight to his body. He stands on the deck of the aircraft carrier as planes are both launching and landing on the platform. The scene from the deck looks like an anthill.