I always find Wendell's tongue such a comfort after I've been poundedfor hours by Craig's huge thing. I mean, my labia get stretched outand puffed up... and sometimes inflamed, especially when he's done medoggy style over and over. So as soon as I get home I wrap my legsaround Wendell's head and hug it as tightly as I can, as if I neverwanted my hubby's mouth anywhere else! In fact, over the months, asCraig has stretched me out and Wendell's little wiener has come tomatter less and less, his. Hurrying, he slid off the wet trunks, and his prick jumped out strong and long, nudging its distended head against the slippery belly of the eager girl. Her hand discovered it, curled fingers around the pulsing shaft, and her smile was hotly knowing. "Nice--very hard and long. I think Jenny was right, that you're going to be a really farout lover, once you get the hang of everything. Here, darling--" She floated up in the water, held to his waist with one hand while the other played. However, I was met by a pair of light blue eyes. Devon, I thought in releif. My eyes lit up as he wrapped his muscular arms around me in a tight hug. “Wow, how are you?” I said surprised as we both released from the long hug. “I’m great,” he beamed giving me a quick once over, “Love the outfit,” he said as he playfully tugged at the garder. “Oh do you now?” I said, pushing my pelvis into him and biting my lip. His fingers unwrapped from the garder strap and grazed up my shorts, “We’ve got to. I also said you've always been my favorite. I was still 18 when you were born. I was innocent and totally in love with your father. He was this strong, experienced, wise man, seven years older than I was. When I was near him, I just felt safe. He had just gone through some pretty bad pain so I wouldn't get hurt just before you were conceived. When you were born, you were the symbol of my perfect love for your father."Your father had been pretty good up till you were born. He was usually.