"Well how was that for starters?" asked Gary and I found myself blushing but my partner my partner again smiled at me and said "Pretty fucking good" I... made an excuse to go to the loo to try and contain myself, Karen showed me the way. I looked in the mirror and could see my cheeks were flushed, I put some cold water on my face but it didn't work. I left the bathroom and walked down the hall met by Karen, "You partner wants me to see if you are wet" she walked up to me and kissed me. She pulled. Before she could object I reached back and unsnapped her bra. It fell off her shoulders to join her dress on the floor. Her breasts were small with a little sag -- no doubt from breast feeding her two c***dren -- but they were nice nonetheless. "Beautiful."She blushed in embarrassment, knowing her 40-something breasts were a shadow of the perfect perky tits she had as a coed. "Mandy has enormous breasts," she said with regret. "My husband gets more handsome every day, and he's surrounded by. No room for a shaft to expand, the head was also a little different as it had a defined circle hole that didn’t quite line up with my head despite a lot of effort. “Why do you want me wearing this, knowing it is making my dick smaller?” I asked her once I had the new cage on and locked into place. “Why? Because, clearly it is too late for you to have your large penis. You now have an average penis, and soon, you will have a small penis.” She was still cold in her tone, very little emotion.. Colonel Fisher smiled at me and had an odd look to him. Almost one of nostalgia. Their was a pause and I said to Colonel Fisher You served your country in the Armed Forces? He smiled and said Yes. I was a Marine. I retired a long time ago but saw action over seas. I noticed Mr. And Mrs. Fisher looked tense. I thought why look tense? He is not near old enough to have fought in the Second World War. Perhaps it is just painful experiences and one not to have discussed or brought up. I was about.