He then apologized and had me lay back on the couch and gave me a blowjob. Not as violent, but never the less he did deep threat me, lucky bastard ha... no tonsils, and had me cumming in his mouth and down his throat in minutes. He got all of it, there was nothing left on my cock and then said, that tastes pretty good. Well you can guess what our new daily routine turned into after the giving and receiving of our first blowjobs. In the year 79-80, we were on vacation with my aunt and uncle in. He looked around to check noone could see us and nodded his head. I moved my hand up into his lap and felt his bulge through his trousers. He felt quite small but seemed to be sticking up very nicely! After giving him a little grope I undid his trousers, slipping my hand in the fly to feel his penis through his boxer shorts. He gasped as my hand fondled him, feeling stiff little cock sticking up. He grabbed my hand as if to stop me and looked around nervously. Getting up I took him by the hand. It just felt so right and for the very first time in a year, he truly felt like a man. He could feel his penis starting to react, straining to lengthen inside his pants. He had not had that yearning there since. Of course, he never lost the ability to get it up; he had just lost the longing that actually made his penis rise. Now he had that longing, that yearning, that desire, and he had Millie to thank.Millie could feel the stirring in his pants against her hip. She could feel his manhood. The only real action was coming from my penis in a form of uncontrollable throbbing and serious precum oozing directly on the white sheets. A finger touched the entrance of my anus sending waves of millions sensations through my whole body. Almost immediately my penis reacted with clearly visible jump. My wife was rubbing my sphincter with her index finger and few seconds later she entered the warm tight space. I groaned. It was so intense as her finger was moving deeper without stopping that I.