"I just took a cold shower. What do you expect? And why were you looking down there anyway? Fag." I quikly put my towel back on."Dude, you were standi...ng right here, it's quite noticeable. Not to mention your little...flaw." I lose more women that way," I've had an accedent down there, only got one. "Your lucky man. I hear the wemen you go out with. They almost all say the same thing. 'Oh he's packin'." I said leaning on the sink."Sence when are you so jealous of my manhood?" He said looking at. Then three fingers up in her pressing against her g-spot and his thumb brush her clit, making it hard like a pebble. A well-washed pebble, so smooth and glossy.Emma moans with enjoyment, feeling her vagina begin to contrast against Donald’s fingers, and her pussy pressing closer to him to feel his thumb as it moves faster over her clit and his fingers press harder over and over against her special spot.She swings her arms around Donald’s neck to keep from falling over from such wonderous. Amy gave me a questioning glance and said that she would rather hang out here and ride home with me if that was okay. I told them that was fine and my mom hugged us and left. My father, as usual, barely acknowledged me. I was reasonably sure that my mom or Amy had nagged him into showing up. My money was on Amy if I'd had to place a bet."Finally." Amy exhaled as she smiled at me. "I kept thinking mom would get a read on me."It occurred to me that it was the first time our parents had seen us. I parked the car behind my mothers car. And walked inside the house. As i entered the house i saw my mom just had gotten home to. She was sitting at the dinner table reading the newspaper and enjoying a cup of coffee. “Hi sweety. How was your new job?” “Very good. Just coming home to get some clothes” I ran upstairs took a backpack and filled with different girl clothes wigs and my makeup. My mom come in my room. “Where are you going Brian?” She saw me pack my pantyhose. “Where are you going.