She began to suck and gently bite at the flesh. "It feels lovely honey, but what are you doing?" Giving you a love bite of course. I've got a butterfl...y, you can have a love bite." Lena returned to sucking my skin as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and to me that's exactly the way it felt. Content with her creation, Lena turned her affectionate and keen attention to my pussy, her extended tongue sliding teasingly slowly up and down my wet slit Her thumb slipped easily in to my. She looked up at me and said, "Well it's true. I should know your dad was very well hung." Victor why don't we take your measurements and write them down on a piece of paper and save them along with your father's measurements?" she asked.I thought it a swell idea. Mother asked Natalie to get her sewing basket and a pencil and pad to write down my measurements. Then she asked me to fetch the Polaroid camera from her room.After we had everything she needed, she had me stand in front of her. She. I moved my hand down his shorts, feeling the bulge there. I started rubbing it through the material, and it just kept getting bigger. I reached under the band, running my hand over his hard smooth cock, feeling the heat in my palm, wanting to feel it inside me again. I felt his surprise and confusion when I suddenly sat up, getting off the couch. But all I was doing was getting a blanket. Sitting back down, this time covered with the blanket, I started tugging on his shorts, and he lifted his. “Oh you haven’t changed,” she said with resignation and a tolerant smile. “Still messing with words. No wonder you’re a lawyer. You know what I mean.”I held up my hands in surrender. “OK, I have a number of very good women friends. We play bridge every week. They work with me.”She looked inquisitively at me; I looked at her blandly. She frowned.“And?” she asked. “Romance?”“Not at the moment. I had a relationship with a woman, but she let me down badly. Met her at a carol concert at our old hall.