"Ow!"She probed gently for half a minute and mapped the 'ows'."Along the top of your shoulder blade and the very top of your arm," she said. "I'll be ...entler now."She was and Tim felt a warm glow where she had rubbed the ointment in."Now your knee," she said kneeling on the floor. "I'm going to give that a bit of a prod too." She grinned. "Big brave boy!"If anything Tim's knee was sorer than his shoulder. Wendy decided that she had to apply the ointment all round the kneecap and an inch or so. I don't know.All I know is that I just kind of imagined being in bed with another fat bloke like me, both of us loving the fact we were big and hairy, and the idea of us kissing and poking our dicks together made my cock start spurting.Funny thing to get a guy like me off, I guess.There I was, with my kids asleep in their beds on the other side of the wall and my wife downstairs yacking on and on to her god awful friend, squirting my nut over some gay bloke's fantasies about my stupid mankini. Her naked body had made every one of us rock hard and she blushed as we prepared to satisfy ourselves in her. I could see she was starting to have second thoughts, so I bent down and helped her stand, pulling her arms away when she tried to cover herself up. Then with one hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder I bent her forward until her face was level with one of their bulging, swollen cocks. Her hand came up to stroke the shaft with her fingertips and she stared at it, mesmerized for. We licked our tongue.After 10 mins we broke for air. She started kissing my neck and simultaneously removed my t-shirt. I let her do the act and was enjoying the moment. She licked all my face. And whispered in my ears that I don’t want you to be gentle. Be rough darling. I want it rough.Then I couldn’t control myself and I tore her dress. And her boobs sprung out. Oh those melons. She was wearing a pink bra. I started pressing them. She was moaning. Aahhh Karthik I feel so got. Your brother is.