When she was done Ben turned around and as Helen was still kneeling she was literally about six inches away from his body and even from where I was la...ing I could see a massive swelling in his trunks. Neither of them spoke for several moments, Helen at first just stared as if transfixed by the sight in front of her. Ben, hands on hips, looked down at my wife as she knelt before him, a smile on his face. The cheeky bastard then reached down and stroked his huge bulge and actually pulled the. Which is why it was no surprise when they accepted Bobs offer to babysit, free of charge. Bob was my dads friend. He had a son named Davy who was mentally handicapped. Even though Davy was 18 years old, he had the mind of a child, which could explain why we got along so well. Bob insisted that babysitting wouldnt be an inconvenience since Davy liked to spend time with us anyway. My sister, Stacy, was 4 years older than me. She was a tall, pale brunette with a perfect figure. I was always. Once we,d partaken from a medium cooked steak and accompaniment Rhia expertly stripped out of her clothing and stretched out on the bed waiting for me to shed my clothes and join her while her husband removed his dressing gown and started to rub his fat stiff cock. My cock was even harder and precum dribbled out at the sight of Rhia naked. Nomexcess flesh anywhere her dark brown eyes sparkled with electricity, her sensuous lips carrying much promise, her neck slender, breasts large but not too. 5inch 'should-have-worked-in-porn' length and just over 2inch girth. My armed forces buddies called me 'Bull' for 2 reasons. First, it's short for 'Bullseye', as my shot with a .50 Cal Barrett was accurate enough to get me into the Olympics should they ever include this weapon and range as a qualified sport. I could even shoot it accurately standing up, which took quite a lot of practice. Secondly, they called me 'Bull' because I was hung like one, and in the tight-knit environment of an armed.