She was using just her two fingers and her thump to move my foreskin back and forth and let the soap work its way. She was using her palm fully to hol...d uncles lund. They were both focused straight at my penis. Within seconds I was ready to explode — I didn’t understand what that mean but that is exactly how I felt “ready to explode”, not my head, not my body, not my penis, just me as a whole.She poured water on me and then rinsed both of us. Now I realize that had she not done that at that time. I wasn’t sure what to think, I’d flipped through hundreds of pornographic photos, and was confused about what Dean was suggesting. The only thing I was certain of was how horny I was. Looking at all the pictures had turned me on, my pussy was tingling.Dean came back into the room, carrying two cups of tea. “Oh good, you’ve finished looking through the albums”, he handed me one cup. “What do you think?”, he asked taking a sip.Needing a moment to think I took a sip of the tea, it was really good.. I’ve been too afraid. I’ll get more and throw out the others. What else?”“Underwear. Cathy, I could swear you’re wearing a girdle. But you said your figure is good.”“You’re right. It’s armor. Okay, the girdle goes. What else ... No. I know what else. The underwear goes. I’m wearing GI bras and panties. Could I go without a bra?”Kelly smiled and said, “You said your tits are good. Do you want to prove it?”Cathy didn’t answer. Instead she left the table and headed for the ladies room. A few. Oh yeah, and nowadays of course I know what She was up to in that bedroom. Then there was my convulsing as knobby shot into my pants without warning – meaning I could do nothing to prevent a big jolt going through me, jerking my head and shoulders forward. I still don’t know to this day if I yelped when that happened – which I usually do when a girl makes me instantly shoot. I remember that feeling of unrealism, as if I can’t believe this is happening – a Goddess I’ve worshipped pervily for.