“Ohh.” Fadi let out a soft grunt when he felt his wife’s soft skin against the tip of his penis. Slowly he slid it up into her cleavage and watc...ed it disappear when Jamilah gently squeezed her breasts together."Oh yess..." Jamilah glanced down at her chest. For a split second, she instinctively held out her tongue expecting a bulbous and thick head slide into her mouth, which was always the case when a black man slid his huge cock up between her breasts. With her husband, however, his penis. By the time you get around to the last one, it's a wonder she hasn't died of boredom."Jeff stopped stapling for a moment, looked at his friend. "Boy, are you in for a surprise." Hooking the staple gun onto his belt, he said, "Let's get this part mated up to the rest. I want the tunnel to turn both ways."A few minutes later, as Jeff finished stapling the last section to the main tunnel, he turned to Dave again. "If it works with you the way it has with me, your women will gradually — well I'll. Lots. I put it in the VHS player. We said we needed tissues, lots of tissues, which we got, and we thensat down on the sofa, pulling the middle cushion up and putting it between us. We then got going....after a while of discussing what we'd do, and how we would do it (he told me he'd read something about rolling a sock down your arm into a large condom shape, and putting it over your cock and rubbing, it was supposed to feel more real, and after much later experimentation, it wasn't bad), we. ’ Sarah lifted the twin barrels to point at his chest. ‘Yes Sarah. Went do we eat?’ ‘We’ll get you clothes dry first. I’m not having a guy in my kitchen wrapped only in a blanket. How old are you Harry?’ ‘Twenty-seven. And you?’ She looked at him malevolently. ‘I asked you a simple question Sarah.’ ‘Sixty-six.’ ‘Oh, old enough to be my oldest sister.’ She smiled, revealing three missing teeth, and hung up the shotgun. After clearing away dinner the rotund Sarah came into the living room and saw.