"Does a ruler have a foot?" He quipped. Her eyes widened. She spoke, her eyes like saucers."Oh, no, Jake, don't tell me it's a foot long. I won't beli...ve it." It's not a foot long!" Whew, good!" She looked greatly relieved."It's thirteen and one-half inches!" He grinned at her. Her eyes got even wider. Now her mouth was agape. She looked stunned."Relax, Jane. It's big, I know, but I know to work it. Believe me, it won't hurt you one bit. Scout's honor!" He held two fingers up."Jake, I... " He. Approaching me, she reached out and traced a finger around my right nipple, scratching across it with a long red painted fingernail. The sensations sparked a fire in me and my cock began to twitch to life.She smiled at me as I undressed fully, my cock standing half hard, pointing toward her as if indicating its desire for her body. She blinked very slowly and just looked at my hardening manhood, licking her lips slightly, the finger she had teased my nipple with was now being sucked gently. The place was going to be funny, as the new part of the house was going to be very modern, and the living part will still be roomy and homey the way it is now.Mom had some questions about the kitchen, wanting to be sure that we would keep the spring house to cool things. It was amazing how, even on the hottest day, the temperature in the rock spring house stayed around forty to forty-five degrees. The water came from the ground about ten feet from the house and flowed through a pipe into the. Thanks to my parents, I was pretty much financially “sponsored” by them at that point in my life, but that wasn’t too much to speak of. The next morning, after that nasty rain, I woke up, but Greta was still asleep. Her back was turned away from me and as she slept I watched it. God, she sure looked beautiful in her naked fleshy figure. Those white shoulders, her long blond hair, her torso, and her ass all seemed to flow beautifully in my opinion. I couldn’t wait to tell her either just how.