Odd. For the briefest moment, Hal thought the handle was actually higher. He shook his head and turned off the water, then tugged the shower curtain...open.As Hal stepped across the cold tile, he thought, again, that his motions didn't quite feel right. Something, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it, was different. He grasped the handle of the door and tugged, surprised at how hard the door opened. Shielding his eyes from the sudden stab of bright midday sun, he stepped out into the. ..husband.'' I smiled at Al as he sat on the edge of the bed. ''Hi wife...'' he held out his hand, beckoning me to him. I walked towards Al and placed my hand in his; he had the softest skin to touch for a man in his late 40's. He gasped my hand and pulled me onto his lap, he lovingly stroked my cheek as I placed my legs across his. I ran my left hand through his salt and pepper coloured hair; I turned to him, our noses touched with our lips only a few millimetres away from one another. I. She palmed my jewels and slurped the end of my penis, then the head popped out of her mouth with a sound, waving about all pink and upright. She still had my balls in her fist. She gripped and ordered, “Take it!” and started sliding my foreskin back and forth along the shaft with her other fist, pulling my hips along by the scrotum and squeezing the cock head at the apex of every stroke.My hands almost slipped off the board above me and one foot blundered off the sawhorse, waving in the air by. "Oh, how sweet," mommy bubbles, "you're feeding widdle Justiebreakfast."Linda runs with the infantile game and scoops up a spoonful of cereal."Open wide for yum-yums."Linda stealthily snakes her left hand under the tray and tickles thefront of my undies. I gasp, but Mr. Happy stretches, and pokes his headout the top of my briefs. Linda lightly scratches my cockhead with herfingernail. My eyes roll to the top of my head as my youthful body hasnever experienced such raw pleasure.With each.