My ex wife could have been fucking all kinds of people and I did not want to be around anyone she may have fucked. On the date of our return, all the ...other Solders had family members rushing across to meet them during the reunion ceremonies. I was alone. I started walking out of the auditorium and was about to catch a ride to my quarters when I heard this familiar voice calling my name. It was Lisa my now ex-wife walking towards me from the stands. She had always been a BBW but she was now. We both know you're actually five foot, six."Tom began steadily shrinking. After the passage of no more than a few moments, he'd gone from towering over Melanie's father to having to look up at him. For only an instant, this unnatural loss of height bothered him. But soon it was unimportant; after all, he could only now remember having to look up at Arnold."How tall are you?" Five foot, six inches," came Tom's quick and confident response. "I've always wished I were taller, but I haven't. “Hi Eileen. It’s a real pleasure to meet you,” Patrick teased lightly, stressing the word ‘pleasure’ as, at my signal he greeted her before kissing her gently on the lips. It was Eileen who deepened the kiss, and true to Patrick’s sensitive, passionate nature, he followed her signals, but led with his own fire. Quickly his hands joined mine in roaming over her. Patrick had an unusual gift: he managed to savour even in hot, fevered sex, and in that savouring, transmitted his pleasure right back. At the same time I realised Jessica was enjoying this so much because it was different to how it usually was between us. I tended to extend her pleasure, drawing it out as I felt, fingered, smacked, licked and fucked her incredible body, taking my time as I used and abused her. But now I ravaged her in the moment, urgent and hungry for more, and she was revelling in it, her cries wilder than ever before.The instant I took my weight off her she quickly rolled over onto her hands and knees. That.