My fantasy then decided that I needed to see it. As I moved up alongside Gina, I didn't glance any longer; I fully looked at his c**k. Without trying to bolster the events even in the slightest, he was as thick as Gina's forearm and perhaps eight inches. I immediately waved for him to wait as I began kissing Gina, again having an internal struggle that was absolutely wearing me out. I knew full well she hadn't seen his c**k other than when he was half limp at the card table during the game and she had no idea what was about to happen.
I repeatedly asked myself if I really wanted her to feel the size of him, knowing that she would truly experience the feeling of a c**k larger than mine.
Gina and I got married our sophomore year of college and over the years I've come to know her completel
