Neither had known such deep shared pleasure before. The party was not the place for kissing, however, and they slipped away when they could. When they... stood to leave, the girl’s secret undergarment moistly slithered across her labia, and she shivered again in that warm, languid way. As her lover stood, she secretly spied on him as he readjusted the tumescence behind the fly of his cutoffs. As she mused over the ‘obviousness’ of male sexual response, she thought ahead to her plan. As she had. Then when I became a horny little bastard of a teenager- it sucked to be in school and to be hard because EVERYONE could tell- I would try to tell people that I had a third leg- somehow that would be more acceptable. I tried taking it out one day and putting a shoe on it but I was sent home. That afternoon, ashamed and sick of my preDICKament- I took out my father's hatchet. There I was, standing in the middle of my grandmother's room in front of her giant, ornate mirror, screaming at my. "I am lewdly disrobed and you are present, is that not improper?" she demanded."At your intention," I said, "Not mine." You pursued me hence," she insisted, "You speak of fornication and there is lust written bold across your countenance, what could be more improper?" I have no desire for you!" I lied for the sight of her mounds had aroused me such that my breeches were now in extreme tightness around my swelling member."No?" she queried and her dainty foot lashed out and she kicked me in my. At the same time I took her face in my hands and kissed her mouth, she took my hard dick in her hand and stroked up and down its length. When she came up for air, she gasped, “I ain’t had a man for a long time, darlin’! We probably ought to take this nice n’ slow.”“Nice and slow is the way I like it, Jackie.” I eased her onto her back and positioned myself between her legs.“Maybe it’ll make it easier for you if I spend a little time getting you ready.”I started kissing and licking her neck, and.