Not too big or gross. Certainly not small in any way. My wife usually doesn’t give my balls as much attention as I would like her too. Not this time... She leaned in and started to tongue my sack. My balls rolling around the edges of her mouth. All while still slowly stroking me. Almost too slowly. It was driving me insane with desire. I was breathing heavy. The alcohol starting to really kick in now.I turned to my wife. I was still in shock. She put her hands down from her face.Wife: “No. Not at. As wave after wave of cum shot out of his cock, it soaked the panel and the lace. That night he emailed Julie and announced that her panties had passed his inspection. This news pleased her but she had no doubt he would love them. To his surprise, she had a request of her own. She asked him to fill the crotch of her panties again. She then asked him to send the panties back to her. She confessed that sending the panties had made her very hot and very wet. Her plan was to slip into the cum. Logically I knew that it was all happening too fast to be real and yet my heart has always had the better part of control, a fact that I refuse to apologize for. Our affair was one of the heart and of the purest kind for we had barely touched and were swimming in a wellspring of emotion between us. Not to discount the furious physical desire that we felt but it was secondary to the love that permeated the space between us. As we became closer my dreams continued only not quite in the same. . yes, of course, that would be nice” I said, suddenly my life was changing, he wanted to buy me a nice dress, obviously to show me off to his group of social gatherers, the shopping trip took a turn for the better, we were into some very posh gown shops, trying them on, Julia couldn’t resist the temptation to try a few on, the assistants were round us like bees round a honey pot, they could obviously smell a good sale brewing, I looked at a black beaded full length gown, low fronted, no back,.