The corporal, a man of considerable wingspan, was rewarded 8000 quid.Finally, the last soldier was addressed. “And you, Private, where would you lik... measured?”“From the tip of me penis to the base of me balls, Sir!”, retorted the private.The commander replied, “I must admit this is quite an unusual request, Private, but it’s your decision.” He ordered the private to drop his pants for the ensuing measurement. Immediately the general’s mouth fell agape and he stammered, “Where in God’s name are. On Wednesdays, the local pub regularly held a steak special lunch and he said that these were very good value and should not be missed so why didn't I bring the wife along to meet him? I said I would suggest it to her little knowing the consequences.We met at the pub and his recommendations were indeed spot on and we all had a very enjoyable meal with the conversation flowing as if we had known each other for years. My wife, normally relatively quiet in new company, was very open, almost. Cords of cum shot into her mouth, but Lila didn't stop sucking until I was a basket case of exhausted flesh. I expected her to stop after I was finished, but she kept on sucking me, and Jimmy kept on fucking her. It didn't take long before I was getting excited again. She was moving feverishly as her son was stroking her pussy. I might have come again if she didn't stop. She stopped to come. It was a loud crescendo of a come. It ended up as an almost hysterical laugh of a come. There was no. This was nothing like the night before, it was pure passion. I thought at the time that he's let all his straight inhibitions go in one fell swoop. I waited until he got in the shower before I joined him, he took me in his arms and we stood under the cascading water, "Thanks for this, I wouldn't have thought in a million years that I could have this much passion for a man, I don't think I'm as straight as I thought I was", he said. After we showered we both dried each other off and got back on.