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Some would say it hadn’t been long enough. They never fucked any other man, truth be told, only women, except for each other. They hadn’t fucked for years, since Jeff graduated from college and moved out. His nipple hardened, and his legs spread a bit more. Each other’s bodies.” He pressed his hand to Nick’s heart, and then massaged his pec. Each other’s problems, each other’s ways. “It’s our marriages that make this arrangement so perfect,” Jeff proposed. They both swore they could hear the other’s heart beat. “That’s truly, literally, ‘yanking my chain,’” Jeff added. “You can’t question this and keep fondling my dick, man.” “Yeah.” Nick’s voice was soft and a bit unsure, with the same raspy undertones as their father. Nick reached out a few of his long, lanky fingers–all of their genes were long and lanky, even for their balls–and lightly traced the contour of Jeff’s penis head. They both shivered a bit in the chill morning air, but already their cocks were lengthening. Dave never needs to know.” She winked at him. Jessica just smiled, patted his ass once more, and went to get the toast from the toaster oven. “–maybe I can even enjoy helping you out where it counts?” He gasped softly, turned brilliant red, and frowned, but said nary a peep.
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I must say, of course, I was shocked to come home early last Wednesday–” But his eyes were scared, worried, ready to lie. “Shhh.” She pinched his ass now, and at last, manfully, he controlled his reaction. “–that Dave’s been seeing this sweet butt naked as often as I have, if not more so.” She stayed close, pressing her cheek firmly to his shoulder, smiling up at him, even as she continued to rub his sweet cheeks down below. “D-Dave? What, ah–what do you mean?” He huffed a nervous laugh. “Oh, I don’t know.” She walked over to her confused husband, standing there in only his undershirt and the new sexy panties she’d bought him, and rubbed his ass gently. Jessica smiled, set down her coffee, and pushed up from the table. Are these mine or yours? They can’t be Talyn’s or Tanner’s.” Jessica looked up at her husband and smiled. “Babe, I think you bought me a size too small.