I looked over at Anna, and she wasn't enjoying it very much. I guess because I wasn't so into it, so I did something for my wife. I put my right hand ...into his boxers, and pulled out his cock. It wasn't as big as mine, but that was probably a good thing in my case. I stroked it for a minute, and actually kissed Jack. I guessed I'd know how far I'd take it, when it happened. I couldn't predict how much we'd do, but Anna had some magic power over me: the power to make me do anything."There he is,". ..*spoilers*.... Tuesday! It’s Tuesday....”Tuesday: early Tuesday.I laid in bed staring at the ceiling in just my loosely tied robe, going over the “plan” in my head, (and even in my head the use of “plan” is tenuous) and listened to the sounds of the house, more specifically daddy getting ready for work. I heard the shower for a while now and it hadn’t turned off yet. I cocked my head and smirked when the time passed that my father would have ordinarily shut off the shower.“He’s jacking off. Can you take the call." Sure," Greg said.When Amy was put through, she immediately gushed about her present and thanked him effusively. Then she giggled. She said, "How did you like the Ice Princess?"Greg had no idea what she was talking about. All he could say was, "What?" Megan. The Ice Princess. That's what everybody calls her. She frosts the balls off any guy who comes near her. What do you think?"Greg shrugged, a gesture lost on his audience. He said, "I don't know. I didn't find her cold.. It is an honest 7 inches. When I was a young man, my erect cock used to stand out from my body at about a 45 degree angle. It was a magnificent sight, if I do say so myself. Today, this 73 year old cock still gets the job done. It doesn’t stand as proud as it used to, but it still, with a little help from Viagra, gets hard enough to curl a partner’s toes. As long as I’m on the subject, I love to show hard. I love to walk along the nude beach. I love to watch and be watched. I don’t know if.