She didn’t pull back or hesitate, she looked fascinated. As soon as she touched him, he let go of her hand and prayed that he could withstand her ex...loration. She had no idea what she was doing, but she understood that touching was good for him. She took him completely by surprise when she sat up and looked at him and said. ‘You spent time, kissing and such, should I do the same? Will you like that?’ ‘O…..oh, yes… but only if you want to. It’s not….’ and then he couldn’t speak anymore. She had. Then she broke away and she looked me in the eye.“I’m sorry Simon,” she said “I can’t wait any longer.”Then she dropped to her knees.Within seconds she had undone my belt and trousers and had levered my straining cock into view.I had read a lot of stuff on the net about the size of men’s junk, and being a typical man, I had measured. I came in at just over 7.5 inches which was above average from what I understood. I was also slightly thicker than average. Having only ever once seen another cock. While Brian and I did manage to give Jessie double penetration out there, Jessie got really nervous, and the weather conditions were too difficult for us boys to actually fuck her properly. Otherwise it would have been a fantastic story to tell.It was easy to forget that Jessie was a wife and mother through all this debauched shit. We knew it couldn't last forever, nor should it have, especially since the couple had a c***d. After nearly a year since that last attempt on the lake of not even. J with someone—man or woman—stoked my imagination.After seeing Jane off early the next morning, I camped with my homemade café latte near my door, hoping to spy Ms. J’s visitor making a getaway. I saw only the usual tenants on their morning routines.I cannot explain my growing obsession with Ms. J at this point. I did not find her attractive or interesting or even civil. As she was, she was probably a three; with a makeover, you might get her to a five. The kind of person who fills in spaces.