I had measured it few years ago. Julie and I had run and walked laps for exercise. I went into my house and tried to figure out what I wanted to do.I'...e always been organized so I grabbed pad and pencil to make a list. I decided that, for whatever reason, I was not going to catch the Slick virus. My plans needed to be both short and long as I dealt with an empty world. I thought a moment and then decided that it might not be totally empty. If I survived, others might also. What should I do. That was something he’d been doing all week ... touching her. It wasn’t anything obvious or lewd. He touched her elbow, or took her hand, briefly, as they walked side by side in the garden. He had a maddening tendency to wipe her lips for her, when they were snacking on something. It wasn’t that she found his touch distasteful. Quite the opposite. That was the problem. Twice she had taken his hand, while walking. She’d let go immediately, but it was very troublesome.Her husband wasn’t helping. It was like something you’d see in a porn movie, and he just stuffed it into her mouth. I felt her go through another orgasm as she opened her mouth and took him in. I watched as he stuffed at least half of it between her stretching lips. She grabbed hold of it with both hands and started pumping him. He held the back of her head, and forced more into her mouth. She took it without much a problem, it was unbelievable. The more he got into her mouth the more she got excited. I was getting ready. Now I needed to calm down before my daughter or husband came inside and questioned why my neck was all pink. I put a wet dishcloth against my neck and then focused on my cooking, hoping it would all work out. We had a nice dinner. Jenna filled us in on all of her activities and then we all watched a movie together. Friday nights usually didn't last too long at our house. Jenna always had a soccer game on Saturday mornings and it always came so early. We were usually in bed by ten p.m. I.