I look back down and compare the cocks.“Well?”Suddenly I realise. The cocks are the same. The head, the veins, the length, the thickness. It is a ...erfect match.“I made a model of his cock as a present for you. So, when – ONLY when - you have pleased me greatly, you can have your husband’s cock inside you...just not the real one, of course.”She lets out a giggle. “To the bedroom. I want my toy to try out her new toy.”Victoria starts walking off to the bedroom, holding my husband’s hand. His. What we got here then boy, wheres that young little thing you had her last night? That little slut is busy for a couple of nights so I decided to bring this old scrubber for a trip to the lane Fiona was franticly trying to stop sucking my cock and see whos the rough handed man was. She had little chance of moving with me holding her head and the farmer behind her holding her arse. The farmer roughly pulled her thong down her legs, bending down and making her step out of them. He put her red. .. until I met YOU, sweetheart! I flashed.“Nice save sweetie.” Mary snickered.I suggested we all go swimming before dinner. With 17 of us in the pool, it didn’t seem like it was as big as when just the four or even eight of us were in it. We decided on a quick game of basketball and went parents against kids. Being 8’ deep in the center, where the basket was, definitely made it more interesting as it was almost impossible to dunk it.The game was going back and forth in a hotly contested match.. She wrote back, "So, is that all you want?"I replied with what was a "technically accurate" answer by saying, "I think that's a good place to start, so we can see if it's something you like." I wanted to stop her from delving too much deeper into my motivations so I added, "Don't bother running home to clean up after work tomorrow, you can shower here once we're done."Several messages more and the topic changed, but that didn't matter, she'd agreed to try a taboo that many people refuse to.