She can't stop crying and she won't listen to either of us. You have to do something."I took a deep breath and nodded. Putting my hands on edges of th...e tub I lifted myself, got my feet beneath me and stood up. Lilly gasped when she saw my abused penis."Are you alright? It looks pretty painful." She said, extending a finger and giving my mottled member a little poke.I winced just a bit. "Soaking in cold water helped some. Of course, the two of you walking in here looking so damn sexy and giving. All kinds of memories invaded her thoughts. The time she fucked three blokes at the same time, the scene with her and three other women, all pretending to be related to each other, for some reason most of the porn that was created seemed to be along those lines. That was the reason she knew she had to give up. That and the fact that all male porn stars were getting bigger in the cock department and the last one that fucked her nearly split her in two. She was always very apprehensive when she. You’ve always had the sensibilities of your father.”The mention of his father filled him with rage. In his eyes he could never please his dad and now he was gone. He had been disappointed that his son didn’t go into the Marines, disappointed in his choice of career; even had to be dragged into the spy business. My father taught me fine principles only to have an affair with a foreign woman—the woman I fell in love with, making her pregnant to boot. It had always been love/hate relationship with. Although when buying from Amazon, I would advise a few cautionary steps; No drinking, read the description three times and read it once more before you actually complete the order. Turns out there are multiple options when purchasing said item. When my package arrived in the mail, it would seem I purchased the "Plaster" model. What on earth would someone want with a plaster penis? Decoration? We have kids...and parents...and the babysitter. Where would one display such a thing? Not to be.