In my fantasies, Ashley and I would have this amazing connection, she would scream my name, and tell me how big I was, and tell me how much better I w...as than all the other younger guys she had been with. For a respected church pastor, this was not behavior I was proud of, and I knew I shouldn’t engage in such impure thoughts. For a while, I was able to successfully get Ashley off my mind, but when I heard her downstairs talking to Jessica, my thoughts raced to her again. When they came upstairs. From our discussion I knew that she had never seen another mans penis except for mine. When hard I guess my cock is around 5.5 maybe 6 inches and pretty thick. when relaxed it is normally around 2 inches.So I was happy that my young wife thought I was big even though I knew that I was just an average sized guy. I remember the incident when my bubble began to burst. We where watching a documentary about nudists when the camera zoomed in on this naked old guy who was walking along the beach. "Wow. ‘Cum in me, Jason. Do exactly what a big brother’s not supposed to do.’ I nipped his ear, husking, ‘Shoot all your incestuous seed right into my womb.’At this I heard his breath catch, and a sort of growl emanated from his throat. I gasped as he shoved into me hard, giving my pussy that extra stroke to push me off into an orgasm as I felt him pulse inside me, cumming.Jason supported himself over me, careful not to put any weight on my protruding baby belly.For whatever reason, I had learnt how. I know, I should be ashamed of myself, a much older guy ogling a guy young enough to be his son, grandson even, but I can’t help it! Anyway, he’s sitting on the high stool at the shallow end, near the ladder, so as I walk towards him, I get a good look, you know, up and down, the way you do, my glance lingering momentarily on the folds of dark blue nylon between his legs.He sees me of course and it even seems, in my warped imagination, that his glance goes down for a moment, in the direction of.