She could feel something in her ass. Butt plug. Tick 2 off the list. Ass-r****g will be 3. Oh, God. Well, maybe it was what she needed. If she managed...to survive, that was. She realised how clinical her thoughts were. Maybe this should just have been fantasy. Too late now. As her thoughts raced, Adam stood and watched through a crack in the door. He was a little disappointed to see that she had given up the struggle so quickly. Well, that would change. Entering the room, he approached her. My towel hit the floor releasing my inflating penis so it sprung free to stand at attention. My wife rolled onto her side and her hand gripped my penis firmly as she gently tugged me closer to the bed."Do you like what Mummy has to offer?" she purred in a soft sexy voiceI only nodded as her lips surrounded the head of my penis with a sensual kiss. It was several seconds before my brain registered the word "Mummy". She fed my penis into her mouth working the shaft with her hand as her tongue. ^The next day's shopping with Carol and Donna was actually fun most of the time, although I could've done without the salesman who assumed I was also a homosexual. Counterbalancing that was an incident in which a refreshingly female assistant was so attracted by my fashion knowledge - after her overhearing a long discussion about a style Donna liked but I didn't - that she started flirting with me. She obviously had a better gaydar than the gay guy, and no compunction about flirting with me in. “Just ask Jesse and Matthew!”“I do believe that was a universal sentiment,” Elyse teased. “Shared by American, Swedish, and Russian girls alike!”“Teenage guys aren’t exactly known for their common sense,” Eve said with a grin.“Nor older ones!” Deborah smirked.“And that’s why you play for the other team?” Eve teased.“There’s a LOT to be said for soft and cuddly!” Deborah replied, without missing a beat.“There is a long line of girls who can attest to Steve’s cuddliness!” Elyse replied. “You guys.