Her hips where still convulsing, as well as mine, my left hand behind her head pulling her closer, as if I could not get my tongue deep enough into he...r mouth, our breathing becoming louder and louder. Her arm wrapped around my waist was now pulling me closer, tighter, she wanted me inside of her again, and I was getting hard. Sara pushed my right shoulder to turn me onto my back, as she raised herself into the mounted position her left pointer finger pressed against my lower lip. She wanted it. "Yeah,and you wait till you start spunking off,boy you'll love that,best feeling in the world"Huh? What was he talking about? I had no idea what 'spunking off' meant.Seeing my puzzled look he explained,"Well son,you're too young yet,but in a few more years you'll learn that when you wank,er wanking is what you do with your stiffie,like you were just doing,white stuff called spunk shoots out the end of your dick"My eyes were out on stalks by now,and my knoblet was achingly hard listening to. “Daddy!”“Hey, buddy, how you doing?” Charlie looked scared and banged up, but otherwise okay. He had some bruises on his face, and a couple of Band-Aids over his right eye, but otherwise seemed fine. As soon as the wheelchair stopped, I stood up and reached out and took his hand.“Daddy! There was an accident. Where’s Mommy?” He grabbed onto me and hugged me.I simply rubbed his back and hugged him. The nurse moved my IV bag to a rolling rack.I turned back to my son. “It’s okay. Mommy’s getting. Wenn man einen Keuschheitsg?rtel an sich entdeckt, sollten eigentlich zuerst andere Gedanken kommen. *-*Der Heimweg war unangenehm. Wir mussten Laufen, mit dem Metall zwischen den Beinen war Radfahren nicht m?glich. Aber auch das Gehen war unangenehm, das starre Metall war hinderlich. Und das eine Woche? Tolle Aussichten!Beim Gang durch den Ort ernteten wir einige Aufmerksamkeit, zumeist abf?llige Blicke. Niemand erkannte uns. Ich war trotzdem froh endlich zuhause zu sein.Sandra sagte "Ich.