“Come on Scott, all guys measure their cock! ” she said. “Haven’t you ever been curious to find out how big this is?” she asked still stroki...g it. “I guess I never thought about it.” I said. “Well let’s find out!” She said and went to get something to measure with. She came back with some sewing tape. She measured my cock and told me, “9 and 1/2 inches! Wow Scott, I’ll bet the girls go crazy over this big cock!” “What girls?” I asked. “You mean to tell me that you are a virgin!?” She asked, her. When I allowed it to go further, I turned the tongue on. She wasn’t prepared for the constant stroking of the tongue over her tender flesh and she went off like a moon shot, twisting away from me to draw her body inward. I turned it off, but left it buried in her pussy because I wanted to see what happened when I reversed direction. I’d forgotten that the tongue was still out until I turned it on, sending her into yet another orgasm. I let her calm completely but then I watched in surprise and. " As Jeff heads for the pool, "Jeff, you gotta get a bathing suit first." Who needs a bathing suit?" You mean Sean let's you, uh, you know, skinny dip!" Yup, I taught him how." God's gonna strike you with a bolt of lightning. Yeah, I hear he already did. It's cool how you stood up to the fang gang." Thanks, Fred. Let's take it off." Slow down! I can't without my dad's permission." OK, I'll call him." Uh, no, don't bother."Sensing Fred's discomfort, "Good. Strip naked."Sheepishly, "My bathing. No doubt most people would see what had just happened as an unusual situation. And if somebody had suggested to me twelve months ago that I should agree to my wife sharing the marital bed with another man, while I slept in the spare room so they could have the big bed, my response would have been at least one of incredulity. But that is what I had done. She had asked my permission last night and I had granted it. A year before, we were husband and wife who, to all appearances, led a reasonably.