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I remember the first time my bull finished inside me. We were on our bed, the one I share with my husband, and he was just so much bigger than my husband in every way. The feeling of him filling that Magnum XL condom was incredible; it was so warm and heavy. When he finally pulled out, the tip of that condom was just bulging, completely weighed down with his cum. My husband was watching nearby, like he was supposed to. His eyes were locked on that condom, just stunned by the size of the load. He couldn't believe another man had put that much inside his wife. The look on his face was pure shock, and it just made me so happy. I couldn't help but giggle. I remember giggling as I took the condom from my bull, still warm and so full. I turned to my husband, who was looking a little pale, and I smiled sweetly. "Here, honey," I said, "let's see if we can put you in here." He shuffled over, looking so nervous. When he was hard, or as hard as he gets, I tried to roll that huge Magnum down onto him. It was almost comical. His little penis just disappeared inside. The thing was so big and loose on him. He looked like a little cocktail sausage lost inside a giant grocery bag. All that extra latex just wrinkled and pooled around the base. The tip of the condom, where all my bull's cum was pooled, just hung down floppy and cold against his thighs because he wasn't nearly long enough to reach it. He looked so pathetic standing there, swallowed up by another man's condom, another man's proof of what a real man can do. "Look at all that room," I giggled, pointing at the empty space around his tiny shaft. "It's like he left his footprint in there for you." My husband just stared down at himself, completely humiliated by how small he was compared to the real man who had just been inside me.