My right bicep measured 13 inches, then she told me to flex, this measured 15 inches, she then measured my fore arm which was 12 inches and flexed to ...3 1/2 inches.My left arm measurements were exactly the same. I thought that was all, but she walked up and told me she wanted to measure my neck size, she was standing in front of me, reached up and around my neck as if to hug me, grabbed the loose end of the tape and brought it back around to the front. As she did this, her tits pushed up. "Where are you going?" To the rest room. I won't be a minute."It was the filthiest toilet I'd ever seen in my life. The floor was all wet, there was tissue paper everywhere, and the washbasins had what looked like bloodstains all over them. I tiptoed over the wet patches on the floor and positioned myself in front of the urinal. When I had finished I tiptoed back to the washbasin and turned the tap on with one finger, avoiding the bloodstains at the edge. After washing my hands I walked over to. I was sucking a twirling my tongue around it. After a few minuets of me going down on her she lifted her ass off the bed and was cumming. After she was done cumming she wanted to return the favor. She got up and hesitated when she saw the wet that was under her. I told her it was okay and normal. She then took my cock in her hand and put the head in her mouth. She kept her mouth in one place and moved her hand up and down a little. She then took my cock out of her mouth and said it was he. I can feel my hands as they work their way around her glorious hips and down the cleft between her cheeks. Her eyes never break contact with mine as she guides her husband's cock toward her lips and yes towards my mouth. That is when I realize that my mouth was not just waiting, it was wanting her husband's cock. I opened my mouth to kiss her more deeply, to take her husband's cock, to suck his cock as her lips, her entire body to begins to envelope my body and mind into a single pulsing.