The breasts were the mostimmediate: the way gravity tugged at them, the insistent weight andcounter-sway to my every movement. I mean, sure, I'd had t...ose appliancesattached for three weeks before fucking Fosters battered the damn thingsoff my body... but now I knew just how far removed those prosthetics werefrom the real thing.The real thing? How the hell could I have real breasts? I slowly raisedmy hand to cup them, controlling the limb from miles away, but the colourthat flashed at the tip. We were all naked, as it was our usual practice to sleep that way. We were all belligerently heterosexual, so my wives were interested spectators as I serviced one of them. Elger was somewhat reticent to join in on the fun, at first. None of the others were the least bit bashful and were ready the moment I was. I let the women set the order of their turns with me; that way I managed to stay out of trouble.As a concession to the others still waiting their turn, each wife limited herself to five. The stream of hot cum shot straight into her mom’s mouth, catching her off guard.Sam had no idea her daughter could squirt like her. Sam lowered her mouth so that the entire stream shot in her mouth, right a the back of her throat. No cum from a man would ever match the strength of this hot stream.Amber squirted a second and third time, covering her mom’s face with her pussy juice, leaving it dripping and the edge of the bed covered with the coveted nectar.Amber grunted with pure animal power,. If you feel carefully there is a little tube that the sperm travels through to get to my penis.” I was trying very hard to control my reactions as having a girl touch me there was arousing me.Pat carefully felt around and finally mumbled. “There it is.” She felt my penis a bit more and then asked. “What makes the sperm come out?”I nervously told her. “Touching me like this you are about to make it come out.”Pat looked at me confused and then suddenly smirked. “You mean like when you.