Her red lips partedslightly to let out a moan of pleasure. She stopped herself at that andlet out another exasperated sigh.Anna came out of the closet...stark naked and padded over to her bed, herhips swaying, her breasts jiggling slightly with each step. She lay downon the bed. She gently caressed her face with one hand, two fingersgently slipping past her lips. Her other hand found a breast once againand began massaging it gently, pinching, squeezing, rubbing at hernipple in a steady motion.. .” he pauses and looks around like he's trying to figure out what to say. “You're my human, I guess.” His hands move along the tops of my thighs, up through the polka dot shorts I'm wearing for bed, and take hold of my hips. They're so big they can wrap almost all the way around me, and he interlocks his fingers at the small of my back. He's getting tired of talking. “How old are you?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. He moves his hands and lifts my pyjama top over my head and discards. The thing looked such a dramaticallybig, thick truncheon of firm flesh it took Lenny's breath away. It wasthe first time he'd viewed it at such close quarters, and now he couldappreciate how the foreskin had already been drawn back to reveal theflaring, smooth contours of its broad tip. He giggled girlishly andbatted his eyes. It looked so awe-inspiring and so massive he couldn'timagine what to do with it.Hank answered the unspoken query when he moved up close and nudged themoist, fat end. A few minutes later he slipped his hand underneath her panties and he began to massage her bare naked butt. My wife laid there enjoying every second of it as she made no attempt to stop him.He decided to take it one step further, and he began to inch her panties down over her the cheeks of her lovely ass. A few minutes later he had slowly worked her panties down to her knees. Her bare naked cheeks had my cock hard as a rock. Few seconds later he removed her panties from her body. He tossed them.