”“I’m sorry,” I replied as I pulled back a little.“You’re big. Mister Ken very much not so big.” Linda laughed, “True, your Ken very m...ch a little fucker. Hold on Goyse, I have something that will help.” With that, she opened a drawer beside the bed and came out with a tube of KY jell. I laughed with her.“Pull out Goyse.”I did as she asked and she squirted KY onto me and then spread it completely across my cock. Although it was cold the use of her hand on me kept me erect. I smiled at her and. But as I held it in my hand, my cock started to become rigid. The idea that the outside was coated with my wife's vaginal fluids and the inside was coated with her lover's cum was arousing both at the same time. I wanted to see her and her lover's protected cock as they climaxed. With that picture burned in my head I pulled my cock out, pull the used condom on it and jerk off, adding my cum into the condom. I needed to find a way to catch my wife getting fucked by her lover. To prove to myself. Instead he sank slowly to his knees in front of her. He continued looking directly into her eyes as his hands began smoothing the insides of her thighs with excruciating slowness. Then he slowly lowered his head between her legs. There was a brief tickling sensation as his beard and moustache grazed the sensitive flesh there and then...ohhhh, the tip of his tongue, teasing the outer lips apart and sliding, snakelike, inside her.Diana’s hips bucked once more as a bolt of energy shot up her. And topped by wavy auburn hair. Brown eyes. Big brown eyes. Pert, slightly upturned nose. Soft cheeks. Moderate lips - attractive, but not puffy and full. Peter took the diploma. It vanished into the body. Reasonably intelligent, Albert had chosen. Not a bimbo. But then, he hadn't selected the body of a bimbo. Next, the map. He - she - would be born somewhere in the upper midwest of the US. And the lamp. Albert knew that the girl - he - would have a cheerful personality. Something.