A large eat in island was in the center. John’s master bedroom was just off the kitchen. It was large with the en suite bath. Down the hall were the...other two bedrooms with a Jack and Jill bath. Just off the great room was a small office and outside large deck with hot tub. ‘Wow’ was all she could say. ‘This is beautiful. Why are you living here alone? I am sorry, I should not be prying.’ ‘That’s ok. I am divorced. I bought the property here and designed the house myself. I wanted to be able to. Violet just stared in shock at the slightly throbbing member that hung from her crotch, where there used to be a perfectly normal vagina. When she came back to herself, she fumbled for the light and turned it off. She walked out of the room, feeling the huge dick slap against her thighs, and went to her room. She rationalized to herself that she must be dreaming, because there was absolutely no way that this could happen. Violet froze as she sat on her bed; one of the only english words in that. He could not utter a word just kept looking at my dick. I bent and whispered on his ears "Mark, its all yours."He grabbed it and gently moved his hands over and examined its length and width. My cock was thick and big enough for him. It was uncut. He pulled the foreskin and popped out a pink big head. He was delighted to see it. He came closer and placed his soft tongue over it. I held my breath foe a while. I never had a male tongue on my cock before. I was frozen with the pleasure I felt. He. Her children were at her Mum’s for the night so we had the house to ourselves. I scooped up my beautiful sweetheart as soon as we had shed our coats. The best laugh of the night ensued when she saw the novelty head gear I had slipped on. The laugh didn’t end, but just evolved into one of the most beautiful kisses. “Where did you get that thing and how did it get on your head?” Sara asked. “You like?” She couldn’t stop giggling and we kept smooching as I carried her upstairs. The hat with a.