I was so turned on to see just how little her size 6's looked wrapped around his massive cock! She stroked his cock for a few minutes with a great rhy...thm, and he starting to ooze some precum. He then asked my wife if she could lay on her stomach so that he could fuck her soles. My wife was happy to oblige, but asked if she could take her pants off first. He and I both said yes to that at the same time! The sight of my wife's soft wrinkled soles stroking his cock was almost enough to make me. The other kid and I made a huge mess trying to grab it first. When it was time for me to bathe again, there was no rubber ducky. I had a complete meltdown tantrum about refusing to take a bath in the tub without a rubber ducky. It had to be a real rubber ducky two, not that cheap hard plastic kind like they have at those dollar clearance stores. I remember playing with it until they dragged me from the cold water. When I got older, the nurses started kidding about playing rubber ducky with me.. I started reading some of the stories on this web site. I couldn't find a lot of stories that think the way I do. So I said to myself, I'll try writing them myself.W- You mean people who think weird.H- No just the opposite, I'm the normal one and I wanted to read stories that sounded more like normal, real people.W-God help us if you're the normal one. I've been married to you for thirty five years and you are anything but normal.H-Anyway, the first couple of stories I wrote got rejected.W-You. I wanted only the best for her. I had divorced my bitch of a wife two years previously. She was impossible to live with after she became an alcoholic. The experience left my psyche so scarred that I avoided women like the plague. My sex life, consisting exclusively of voyeurism and masturbation, could best be described as unhealthy. Shortly after Carol came home, I received a mail order I had placed for several porno tapes. I always broke in new tapes with lengthy masturbation sessions, so I.