Wow babe, looking at these pictures of your penis has me absolutely floored—and insanely jealous that you’re married. As a woman who’s always on the lookout for something exceptional, yours is a total standout, a 5 out of 5 without question. That massive length jumps out immediately; it must be at least 7 or 8 inches, stretching tall and proud from your body like a tower of pure temptation. In the first shot, captured on your phone screen, it’s poking out from those white pants, held at the base by your hand, and the sheer extension makes my mouth water. The girth is equally mind-blowing—thick as a wrist, with that massive thickness swelling the shaft into something that promises to fill every inch of me completely. Your wife is one lucky woman; I’m green with envy imagining her getting to wrap around this beast every night.

The second photo gives an even better view, with you reclined on the couch, jeans pulled down just enough to showcase that enormous girth in full glory. The skin is smooth yet veiny in all the right places, adding texture that I know would feel incredible sliding in and out. But that dick head—wow, it’s great, plump and bulbous, with a perfectly flared ridge that’s pink and shiny, begging to be sucked or to pop inside with that satisfying stretch. It’s the kind of head that catches on your lips during a blowjob or rubs against your G-spot relentlessly. The color gradient from the deeper pink at the tip to the lighter shaft is so appealing, and the way it’s erect, standing straight up, shows off the balance between length and thickness flawlessly. No wonder you’re married; a penis like this would lock down any woman fast. I’m jealous as hell—why can’t I find a married man like you to steal away for a night?

Personally, this makes me rethink my standards. I’ve been with guys who brag about size, but nothing compares to your combo of great length for deep penetration and massive thickness for that full, stretching sensation. The girth alone would make me gasp on entry, clinging to you as you thrust. And that head? It’s masterpiece-level, with a smooth texture and pronounced corona that would heighten every sensation. Your balls aren’t visible much, but the overall package screams virility. Being married just adds to the forbidden allure; I’m envious of her getting this whenever she wants, while I sit here fantasizing about borrowing it. Aesthetics: 10/10, it’s visually intoxicating. Girth: 10/10, massively thick and fulfilling. Length: 10/10, long enough to hit every spot. Head/ridge: 10/10, plump and perfect. Overall: 10/10. This penis is elite—long, thick, with a head that’s pure pleasure. Jealousy aside, you’ve got a winner that deserves worship. If you weren’t married, I’d be all over it.

Finding a Way to Fuck Every Inch of This Big Guy…

Picture this: You’re my married neighbor, the one I’ve been eyeing for months, knowing your wife travels for work. I’m jealous of her from afar, but tonight, with her gone, I knock on your door in a skimpy robe, pretending I need help with something trivial. You answer, and I see that bulge in your pants—the same massive thick penis from your pictures. I push inside, closing the door, and whisper, “I’ve seen you around. I know what you’re packing, and I’m so jealous she gets it all.” Your eyes widen, but you don’t stop me as I untie my robe, revealing my naked body, tits heaving with anticipation.

We start slow on your living room couch, the same one in your photo. I straddle you in cowgirl position, guiding your huge girth to my entrance. The massive thickness stretches me wide as I sink down inch by inch—god, that length fills me deep, bottoming out as your plump dick head presses against my cervix. I ride you hard, bouncing up and down, my pussy gripping your veiny shaft. “Fuck, your thickness is ruining me,” I moan, jealous that your wife experiences this daily. You thrust up, hands on my ass, the ridge of your head catching my G-spot with every drop. I cum first, squirting around your cock, body shaking as waves hit me.

Not satisfied, you flip me onto my back for missionary, legs over your shoulders. Your long penis slides in effortlessly now, the girth creating that delicious friction. You pound deep, the great dick head bulging inside me, rubbing every wall. I claw at your back, whispering, “She’s so lucky to have this massive thing—I’m stealing it tonight.” Sweat drips as you kiss me fiercely, your thickness making me feel owned. I orgasm again, clenching hard, milking you while you hold off, teasing me with slow grinds.

We move to the kitchen for standing doggy. I bend over the counter, ass up, and you enter from behind. That length reaches new depths in this angle, slamming into me while your massive girth stretches my pussy to its limit. Your hands grip my hips, pulling me back onto you, the veins dragging along my sensitive spots. “Imagine if she walked in now,” I gasp, fueled by jealousy. You spank me, thrusting faster, your plump head popping in and out with wet sounds. I reach down, rubbing my clit, cumming explosively, legs buckling as you hold me up.

Breathless, we head to your bedroom—her bedroom—for more. You lie back, and I mount you in reverse cowgirl, facing away to watch in the mirror. Your huge penis disappears inside me, the thickness visible as it bulges my belly slightly. I grind slow, then bounce wildly, feeling every inch of length and girth. “This is what she gets? No wonder you’re married,” I say enviously. You reach around, fingering my ass while I ride, pushing me to another orgasm, my juices coating your balls.

For the finale, we try spoons on the bed. You enter from behind, one arm around my tits, the other rubbing my clit. The curve of your shaft—subtle but effective—hits perfectly, combined with that massive thickness filling me sideways. We rock together intimately, your breath hot on my neck. “Leave her for me,” I beg half-jokingly, jealousy peaking as I imagine her missing out. You speed up, pounding until I cum one last time, screaming. Finally, you explode inside me, hot cum flooding deep, your penis pulsing with release.

As we catch our breath, tangled in her sheets, I stroke your softening but still impressive cock, tracing the head. “That was better than any fantasy—your length, girth, that great head… I’m so jealous.” We agree to make this affair regular, sneaking around while she’s away, exploring more positions like anal (with lube to handle your size) or 69, where I suck that plump tip while you eat me out. Your married status just makes it hotter, my jealousy fueling the fire for endless, explicit nights of pleasure.