......It is just like a small boy's cock....always soft and docile and harmless......" Reena. was telling me...." Does it get bigger when excited...? ..." I asked her...." Oh the poor thing remains soft like a leech---most of the time...Even when I play with it, it is unable to get hard...I have tried sucking it, but the boy cock remains still soft no matter how much you suck or what you do to it......" Reena was telling the story of her husband's pathetic package......." Is your hubby able to. Also, On Sundays, we close at 2pm for a good weekly cleaning that I would need you available for." As he was talking, he was not really looking me in the eyes, he was looking me up and down. Staring at my chest, and my boobs were not even that big. I was not that big for that matter. 5'4'', small frame, not quite skinny, Dark brown, straight hair,and fair skin. He continued "My guess is you are not a weight trainer, but your are welcome to use any of the equipment you like. As far as I am. I went back into the bedroom and got the wipes and my epilator from my bag. I sat on the bed and used the wipes to lubricate the skin then used the epilator to remove all but the shortest hairs. I put the machine down, lay back on the bed and ran my finger over my lightly oiled pussy lips. The feeling started me tingling. My slippery finger slipped into the slit and sought out my clitoris. It wasn’t a finger any more it was a tongue with lips kissing me. The lips pushed harder onto and into me,. We were not overthinking or over-demanding on each other’s lives. We kept it sexy and light, most of the time.Then one morning, I told John about some vacation time I had coming up in April and that I wasn’t sure what to do with it.He said, “Wendy, I could manage to be close to Las Vegas if you want to fly out there to see me?”I was very hesitant at first, yet I knew I was sexually attracted to him. I knew he wanted me too, but nothing is that simple in reality.‘Am I going to do this? Go have.