’ Rebecca pouted, but helped him out of bed. He padded across the floor barefoot, and pulled off his nightshirt. They had shared the bedroom since s...he passed the Vigil, quickly becoming comfortable with her presence. He stood nude facing away from her and it reminded her of those rare times her father took a bath before local festival. His body was slightly chubby and she found the dimples on his butt cute. He dressed simply, stepping into sandals and turned to face her: ‘Aren’t you dressed. "Because I really do love you," she said, and then quickly added, "I know you don't believe me or want to hear that, but it's the truth!" You loved me when we were married and you lied then," I said. "Or are you trying to tell me that you didn't love me then?" No, I loved you," she replied. "I was just too scared to admit my problem to you." Your problem?" I frowned."That I'm a nymphomaniac," she said.We never really talked about it, but I knew it was the truth. She came over an awful lot these. I've seen everything in my store, and they're customers, and besides this buck got a mean look to him, and he could snap me like a twig, so I say nothin'. Lots of times a white girl squeezes her buck's hard cock while they grin while I work on them. Gets them off to make a girl suffer for them like this. I mean I've seen that lots of times. But this mammoth cock dangling by her face, and in between cries of pain, she kisses and licks it. I keep tellin' myself, I'm a pro, I'm busy, tryin' to be. Not by choice, you understand, but from lack of opportunity. Ok, so there may have been opportunities to lose my cherry, but the conditions were never right. I may be a guy, but I still want my first time to be a little special, not just a fading memory of some old hag with missing teeth and holes in her stockings.When I try to go to sleep, my dick is so painful it's hard to ignore it long enough to drop off. When I wake up, it's so hard there isn't enough loose skin left over on my body to.