It had a shape like a small dick, with a head slightly bigger than the immediately following circumference. I knew this, of course, because the little...head popped inside and the object, whatever it was, stopped there.She rolled me back over and began again to work her magic in my girly garden – hmmm, I guess that was no longer an appropriate euphemism, as there was no longer any vegetation in my "garden." Still, her tongue again captured the little boat and its captain, the buzzing vibration. ”“Still. Leave me to my irrational jealousy.” Linda drawled. My wife noted how intently I was watching her as she played and toyed with Kara’s breasts, and gave me a sly smile and a wink. She smoothly moved her head back down while maintaining eye contact with me all the while. Then she opened her mouth and captured our daughter’s erect nipple between her teeth. Linda carefully bit down, drawing a louder cry from Kara as well as an involuntary shudder of pleasure at being treated so.“Jesus,. I looked up to bough of the beech but it was unoccupied.I dressed and headed home, across the field, welcoming the warmth of the rising sun. I felt hungover, heavy-headed. And very confused with memories and visions swirling in my head.A year passed and it was a very different summer. Cool and showery. I had struggled with making sense of my memories for some time. Sometimes I concluded I had just drunk too much, other times it was a vivid dream, and even that I had sleepwalked. None made. I love to see a woman in her inners. Especially when she has matching lingerie. It shows that she wanted it too. I was naked till then too. Then I pressed her breasts. Those soft round mounds. Let me tell her figure.It was 34C-28-34. She was enjoying every moment as was in a couple of minutes we both were naked and she had held my dick. Then I rolled my tongue on her nipples, which were erect till now. She was pressing my head on her breasts. I was fingering her too. She had cum once while.