He would usually have power washed it after finishing up, but his main goal was to get in and grab a shower to rinse off the layer of dirt covering hi... clothes and body. Besides, he thought to himself as he walked to the house, the rain coming in will wash the old girl down a bit and make my job a little easier in the morning. He walked in the backdoor and headed for the bathroom after shedding his clothes in the mud room off the back pantry. The steam rose off his skin as the water cascaded. We still have sex almost every night and Karen is a fantastic lover. In spite of being married for 8 years she loves to make love to me and my 12” cock. In public she appears to be a bit innocent but in the privacy of our own bedroom she’s a firecracker who isn’t afraid to try new things with me. I’m a very lucky man and I know it.Last weekend I had a very ‘interesting’ time with my wife’s best friend, Amy.First of all let me describe my wife’s longtime friend.Amy is 27, has shoulder length. I even got wet seeing him get aroused once again. So I told him, "well since it seems your cock is ready again(for the 5th time in 4hours), how about if I get a pair for you to put on for me." he looked at me, blushed and I could see his eyes watering with joy and he said simply and quietly, without lifting his head said, "yes please".He's on the bed as I hand them to him and tell him, "put them on right there". I get on the bed and stand by his feet. For some reason it felt like a natural. Thankfully he can dance also. November Rain by Guns N’ Roses starts to play. One of the longest songs I know, and I can’t help but smile. He pulls me close into him, wrapping his arms around my middle. I reach up, my arms draped around his shoulders. We don’t speak, at least not through this song. I don’t think we really need to say anything. Something about being in his arms feels right, as though he is familiar to be with. We sway through the song. The room is enormous, though it has to be.