" Somehow in spite of her shame she managed a smile. "Then, you'll see."Almost deliriously Jennifer took Skip's hand and led him back to the couch. Bu...t as she turned and looked at the sofa's soft- cushioned surface, her courage almost deserted her. What was she doing to this trusting and vulnerable boy? To what perverted end would she be leading him by teaching him this obscene practice at his tender age? Even if he'd been seventeen, even sixteen, there Piglet be some way to justify that he was. “I wondered where you went…” She spoke mostly to herself I think. I reached out with my left hand still holding one of the condoms and I folded my hand over both of hers and her condom and squeezed gently. “I can’t change the past… but I’m here now. If you would still like to get to know me… better… I promise I won’t run away again.” I told her in a soft steady voice. She tilted her head slightly to her left shoulder, closer to me and nodded once never taking her eyes off of mine. I. Even with my dread, my pussy is wet and excited."Are you ready?" asks Pam. I can see about two inches of green sneaking out of her swollen leaking pussy. So I am not the only one being turned on by this. Fuck, what is wrong with us."Yes," I smile at her as I get out of the truck and take off my trench coat."Umm, I might have to mall those tits of yours on the ride," smiles Pam.How could she even think of that right now? Though truth be told, I hope she does mall them a little.I notice Mark has. No revelation there right? Clara told me that my dick isn't as small as breakfast link nor as big as a polish sausage. I guess that was her way of saying that I was average down there too. For those of you who are interested, she also said my family jewels are bigger than toy marbles but smaller than tennis balls. Clara once compared my 'package' to a 6 inch bratwurst and a couple of furry golf ball sized flesh covered meat balls. She had a flair for culinary references.That's enough about me..