“Think of it as a cock,” Mel replied. “One that won’t get soft just when you’re getting warm.”“And it won’t ejaculate, I guess, which is kind of a neatness thing.”Mel put some lube on my end and climbed over me. I seemed forever to be in the missionary position, but I enjoyed it. Her face came close to mine and whispered, “Ready?”I kissed her. Like it was some kind of distraction, we simply kissed for a minute or two.“Okay,” I said, “ready.”I felt the dildo at my cunt. It poked its way inside a half an inch, an inch, then back and forth, a little deeper each time. I experienced a super-hard dick as less rigid than this, although maybe that was mostly in my mind, but even a cock that’s really, really stiff has a little give to it. And it seemed to go deeper than a real one, although I haven’t had a lot of cocks these past two years. She was about six inches into me.I enjoyed the sensation of being filled up, and when I put that together with her breasts against mine and her lips. ”“Yeah?”“Uh, huh. You must work out a lot, to be in your kind of shape. She says you play a lot of sports in school.”Jimmy’s chest puffed out in pride, and he flexed his arms. It was all Lauren could do not to laugh, because her son had a skinny frame, and no muscles could be found on his stick-like arms. She shoveled some pancakes onto his plate and Peter’s and said, “Okay, enough testosterone for now. Eat.”The two males teased her for the rest of the breakfast by flexing their muscles at her, then Jimmy ran upstairs to dress. “Good Lord. Who let the dogs out?” she said.“Hey, we’re just trying to figure out who the alpha male is. Wait until we drop our pants and measure our...”, replied her lover.“Shssshhh! Enough of that! There will be no ‘measuring’ in this house!” interceded Lauren forcefully, though with a smile.The day went surprisingly well for Lauren. Peter interacted well with the children, despite his admitted lack of experience with youngsters. Lauren was especially happy.
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