”“Uh huh, and I’ve got more tiny lace panties like that for our holiday too. And I’ve got even shorter nighties to wear with them.”“You ha...ve?” I was boning up hard, my wife’s small hand squeezing through my shorts.“Yes I do. But are you going to do anything about it or what?”“Anything about it? You mean?”Renee glared playfully. “Or do I have to find some other man to start taking care of me?”I pulled her into my arms and kissed her hard, groping her body and searching her hot open mouth with my. We talked and our legs and hands were all gently touching each other with the movement of the water and jets, when I felt a hand rubbing my leg. I didn't say anything or think of anything until the hand kept stroking my leg and the hand was working its way up my thigh under my boxers toward my cock. Once I realized it was Steven and not my wife, I was unsure what to say or do.I was thinking of my next step and then I felt another hand touching my other leg. I had both my wife and friend rubbing. Mike wasn't down for us guys touching each other, so I understood and am ok with that. No pressure. This was going to be a nice night of MFM where no one was disappointed.After undressing ourselves and each other in the bed, our three bodies glowed under the dim candle lit room. Lisa decided to start things out by massaging both our cocks, telling us how while she was lady outside the bedroom, she was our little whore inside of it. She promised to fuck and suck us dry until we couldn't cum any. This time the room was lit, but also empty. I was hanging by my wrists from the wall. I tried to move, and felt something flap against my legs. I looked down and saw that my dick had grown. Well, I was already well endowed, but what I saw there was not mine. It was at least a foot long, and four or five inches thick. It was the size of a horse dick! My balls were the size of tennis balls! I had no idea when this happened, or why, but I had a shrewd idea. Just as I thought of this, the woman.