Sometimes we were all in the yard or lounging on the shaded deck.“Paul? Are you here?” Lynn squeezed my hand.“Huh? Oh. Yeah.” I realized that ... had stopped walking on the stairs. I looked at my first wife and cried and whispered, “I’m home.”Lynn hugged me, not easy to do with two babies and a belly. I explained my feeling and my thoughts about the moment and that caused Lynn to tear up.“Oh Paul, that was my goal. When I saw this house, I knew that I wanted it to be more than our home. I wanted. As I continued to suckle and nibble at her chest my hand crept down and opened the button on her jeans. Unwilling to wait for them to come completely off I pushed my hand in and over her panties. They weren't just wet they were soaked. I played with her clit through the material. Feeling it swollen and jutting forward just begging to be caressed. She began to moan more loudly as I did so. Encouraging me to go further. Her fingers digging into the skin of my back urging me onward.I remember that. It can't have taken a lot of persuasion as minutes later we were both sat there naked rubbing our cocks, whilst looking at each other; Mike on one sofa me on another. Mike was smooth chested with a really thick rod. I enjoyed watching him moving his hand up and down his throbbing shaft as I stroked my own.Tentatively, I asked if I could touch his cock; caught up in the heat of the situation Mike motioned towards his dick. I crawled over and wrapped my hand around Mike's burning hot dick and. I stopped pumping in - and started to let it out.I managed to measure 2 1/2 pints of water as I pissed it in a bowl. WOW!!!!!! (Never done that Again)I never shared this with anyone until I met my current wife. She is the most open minded person I have ever met, and I have showed her the water trick and the gas trick many times.She used to like to see me with the bulb pump you see in my video and she loved to pump me up herself, but you have to remeber a safeword, as someone else does not know.