I bring my slick fingers close and run them behind your heavy balls and further back, seeking that sinful hole. Once there I circle the twitching puck...r until I feel it relax and push my sodden digit in slowly, feeling your swollen prostate and massaging it gently. The sound that bursts from your throat is like nothing I've ever heard before, so raw and hungry. I feel you tip your hips allowing my finger more room as I slide it against your gland and feel your cock swell with each touch. My. It felt amazingly tight considering what had just transpired. I expressed this observation to my wife.“Well, you are bigger than that toy,” she replied, smiling.“I think I should still take it slow,” I told her. She nodded agreement.I began to slowly thrust in and out of her still deliciously tight ass. It was so rare that I got to stick anything, let alone my dick, in there that I wanted to savor the moment. I could feel my balls tightening and I wasn't sure how long I was going to be able to. .. don't you know that yet, Paul? I don't care what I deserve,I don't know about it - I just now what I need... and you know that too,you already told me... .:*:. He just smiled in response, a warm one,true, and shining with an intensity that I never knew I had missed - butnow found heaven in. But it didn't stay long, and something replaced it,less heavenly but not less approved. I found that twinkle returning, thishungry glimmer, the cheeky note in the corner of His lips - and yet I. One my mom gave us; it had been Jake's, then mine. The other had been Jenny's. We bought completely new mattresses, side bumpers and linens for them.There were boxes of sterilizers, baby bottles and breast pumps. They were dug out ready to be cleaned if Jenny wanted to use them. After watching the connection between the boys and her I was sure the only thing they were going to get any time soon was the real nipple - any time and any where they wanted it.Tomorrow - until Jenny called - it was.