Which I did. He lay back on the couch and opened his legs a bit. I got real close studying his cock very closely. Occasionally I would look down to mi...ne to compare. Eventually I asked what it was used for. Thanks conservatives in education for cancelling sex ed. And my conservative parents for never teaching me. Because my neighbor taught me about it, I have always had a love for the cock since I was a decade old.He told me it was used for making babies. But that more importantly it was used to. Her lips popped when she released it.“Does that feel good?”“Yes, Cara,” I groaned.“Will you fuck me some more?”“Keep sucking it,” I told her.She took me in her mouth again. Cara bobbed her head up and down. Her gorgeous tits bounced as she moved. She looked me in the eyes.“Oh fuck,” I mumbled. “That’s amazing.”“I want to ride it,” she said.I nodded.She sat up and mounted me. Cara wrapped her hand around my cock and guided it to her pussy. I slipped inside her again. Cara put her hands on. "How do you choose a Christmas present for a girl? It just dawned on me that I don't just have you and Mom and Betts and Gramps to get presents for this year. I don't have any idea what to give Rhonda. And should I get a present for her sister and her parents? Boy! This could get expensive." Dad breathed a sigh of relief."Oh! I was expecting an easier question for our first time talking about girls. You got right to the toughest one," Dad laughed. He got down on the floor and started fiddling. Sometimes, a confident girl, much less a strong one, embarrasses her parents. But it’s better than a shrinking violet. With apologies to our, non-shrinking, Violet.”“Apologies accepted, Bob.”“Dear, would you mind terribly going up to my room and getting the kitchen timer? It’s on my night stand. We’re going to need it.”“Better than paring vegetables. My kitchen work starts now.” When Kathleen came back with the timer, Jeanette and Cat were right behind her. Charles sat down in a chair with a.