One day she told me,“Mamma I need some change. It is not that I don’t like you but I need a penis now. Sorry to say but I badly need it and since ...you are my best friend so I am telling you directly.Can you help me please?”“It is good that you told me everything so frankly. I expected such boldness from you and since you have t stated a penis so it is quite natural that you are tired of vagina now.I’ll definitely do something for you”She made me think about this issue. I really wanted to help. It was a bumpy trip, as it often was, with a breezy stretch of open sea to contend with after you left the shelter of the island. We arrived at lunchtime and just had time to settle into the hotel room before heading downstairs to grab some scampi. It was strange being with Jane like this. As long as I had known her, we hadn’t so much as shared a little kiss at Christmas, yet here we were like a honeymoon couple, about to share a bed and see each other’s used underwear tossed into overnight. Girls, this is a very special spot. We can make Damon feel intense pleasure by stimulating this area." With that explanation, Jillian lightly pressed her middle finger on the frenulum and began moving it in circles, tantalizingly slow but ruthessly effective, as evidenced by Damon's rapid breathing and utter look of resignation.As Jillian continued with this motion, Damon let out another sigh and then a moan escaped his mouth. Both Brenda and Tamara looked up at Damon slightly amused. His. "Sorry," we both sputtered in the dark, shrugging away from each other.I fumbled for a safe location to rest my appendage, realized that was drawing too much attention to myself, and settled on the crevice underneath my parka.Which is where I found Quigley's left arm.Exasperated, I blew a raspberry. I contemplated switching my stance. Then I decided to stand my ground.Equally stubborn, Quigley endured in his pose as well.Well, if he wasn't moving...I dared to touch his fingers with mine. Our.