. She leaned over and wiped my face with the towel, it was warm and soothing. My neck, then my chest. I fully expected her to stop there, but sh... moved the sheet that was covering my lower body and wiped me clean. When she got to my lower stomach she didn't stop but went lower. She took care cleaning my "little man", and chuckled when she saw that he was starting to take notice of the unexpected care he was getting. "Wow, she said, do you think he can go again?" I mean, we really went. But I was nude and was soaping myself liberally rubbing my cock as was my habit. This got me hard. As I have said, I measure over 7” and my foreskin, unlike my father’s, was fully open with the bulbous pink head always visible. I had a thick thatch of pubic hair too. I had watched my father fucking my mother the previous night so I was real horny. After I washed myself, I realized that I hadn’t carried my towel with me. Without thinking much about it, I called out to my mother for the towel.. After what seemed like forever she let go of my poor tender guys and stood up. She lead him buy his now simi hard cock down the hall toward our bed room. I stayed in the den for about five minutes and tried to get my shit together well enough to walk. When I felt like I could make the trip I picked up a small arm chair that sets in the corner of the den by the fire place and carried it to the bed room. I sat the chair at the foot of our bed and sat down. My wife was just finishing up her oral. We kissed eagerly and her tongue darted into my mouth and was met with my own. Wrapping my own arms around her back they rubbed up and down and I fondled her behind. Breaking off and turning her around I her night dress unzipped her dress and slipped it down over her shoulders revealing her bra underneath. It fell further still to also reveal matching briefs. She turned round to face me again and I let out a long low whistle in appreciation. Her full rounded figure strained against her.