At that moment my wife walked out of the bedroom and looked at the boy fondling his cock, then she looked at me and asked me if I had liked watching t...em. It was no use, I said that it turned me on a little. Then my wife suggested that we all go back in the bedroom and talk about it. The three of us did as she said, and my wife sat between us on the bed and admitted to me that the boy's cock really felt wonderful and that she wasn't going to give him up. She said that my little cock just wasn't. " Jeff said as he turned to Maria.Arial was sleeping over at a friend's house so it wouldn't be aproblem. Jeff led Maria to the bed by her now bigger, stronger hand.They took off their clothes and made had passionate sex as the nightgrew into morning.Jeff awoke feeling very relieved. He sat up and rubbed his eyes withhis hands. Instantly he felt the difference and remembered the nightbefore. Jeff looked down and once again noticed his slim femininehands. He sighed, thinking about just how. Everyone ate quietly. Melody looked mostly at her plate as she ate but the rest of us looked around at each other.Finally Melody looked up at us and said, "I think after all this...maybe our arguments Peter were not of any consequence. I mean, when you found out that I had a thing for my Dad I thought you were angry. Were you mad about that Peter?" I finished chewing, swallowed then gathered my thoughts as all three of them watched me. "Melody, when you told me about how you and Eddie...". "Anna," I said, smiling a little, brushing back my long, thick,dark brown hair. "Have you ever thought of milking a cow?"Anna laughed. She was blonde, thin and built like a gymnast (whereas I wasbuilt like a porn star). Her hair was tied back in a pony tail - wispy bangs -I can still picture them. "Akasha," she said. "You mean, milk,like a cow?" No," I said. Before I could explain, she cut me off."Oh, you mean hand job," she nodded."No, I mean with a machine. A pump on his dick, one he can't.