But on the plus side, I might get to fuck her."You can't keep your hands to yourself even after I told you the no touching rule, so you'll have to be ...uffed."My head said no. Too risky. She's mad. Walk away. Get out while you can. My cock, throbbing, bulging and tenting under the sheet, disagreed. I remembered that rule two also included a no-hesitation clause.She pulled off her top, and I gawped at her full tits bursting out of her black bra. "I want you," she whispered, as she kneeled on the. They hip bump each other, laugh, talk, he asks if he can walk her to her campsite, she smiles and says sure. They arrive at her campsite asks him to stay for dinner, he says he'd love that, they build a fire, exchange full body massages. Wife loves this! While he's on his back he has a full erection, wife asks him how big his penis is, he says he's measured it at 10.3" long, she comments on how huge it's head is. She slowly slides her nails along his penis shaft, around his huge penis head. His. "It's huge..." she says.Seeing I'm in charge now, I look Bridgett in the eyes and say, "I want to shove my fat cock all the way down your throat."She begins stroking my dick, her hands not able to grasp it completely. I am hot as hell now, my throbbing cock protruding from my body like a massive cucumber. She licks my swollen red head, and, surprising her, I grab her head and begin forcing my massive cock into her throat. She begins gagging, and i feel her hot spit flowing around my throbbing. They were size medium, my son’s size (mine are XL). I ignored it figuring they just got accidentally mixed in somehow…then I found a second pair. Now this had my attention. Why would two pairs of my son’s underwear be in my bedroom on my side of the bed? I tried to reason it out, but can only think of one logical reason. I stashed this info away in my brain and went about doing laundry, including washing his underwear and giving them to him.Fast-forward to this past Thursday..