Bobbie hadstarted her third trimester and was expecting twins. Between herhusband Barry, Wild Bill and myself; she was stuck to drinking eithermilk, w...ater or fruit juice. No caffeine or booze.Barry said, "It was easy for me because I am having sympatric pregnancypains. That is a leftover gift from Dr. Busch to Bobbie."Barry would feel everything that Bobbie would feel. Bobbie told theacts on that Saturday afternoon and night. This is her tale.Nicole had wanted me to come to her MayDay party.. "Ok. Hey look at the neighbor's house, up in the second window from the right. See that boy watcing us?" I said."Where? Yeah, I see him, cute guy, and looks like he might be 14 or 15," Ken answers."He has been watching me for the last 20 minutes. I think he started masturbating when I took my top off," I say."Oh so now I see why you took off your bikini top," Ken laughs, "You are such a tease, I bet you just wanted to make the little bastard cum."I just smiled at him knowing what he said was. He rationed himself to two girls a week and managed to stick to that limit except during a couple of snow days and then over the Christmas holidays.Track season found him, now at about 180 pounds, winning several meets in the shot-put, getting some seconds and thirds in the long jump and placing second in the County meet at season’s end in both the shot and the broad jump. Tommy had to admit that enjoyed looking at his fit body in his mirror and wondered if his cock was nearing the dimensions. He pulled out his cock. It was no bigger than, his small hands. If I was to guess, maybe 3-4 inches. I could not see what he was doing with it. A few seconds later he arched his back, looked up in the sky. Then a tiny drop of white fluid fell out his hand. It fell into the grass, a few feet from his wife lounge chair. He pushed his small cock back in his shorts. Then he went back to mowing his lawn. His wife moved her feet up above her legs. She pushed her breast out the side of her lounge.