I laughed and said good, could have been better.She giggled, oh boy, so romantic, tell me what was lacking that you say it could have been better . I ...hesitated for a moment and said actually, she pulled out. She said rohan, it must have been her first kiss as well, few things come by experience, you know but why you allowed her to pull out my dear . I protested how could I have forced her to continue . She then blinked at me and asked and in multiplexes, you must have caressed her every where,. She turned theyardstick and hit Dad?s cock with the edge, like a sword. Mike and I gasped,thinking that she would cut Daddy?s cock clean off! It didn?t but it mad himcum. He rolled up his eyes and spurted cum five feet. That made Mom angrier.She screaming at him that this was no evening for him to spurt cum onto thefloor. Dad didn?t say anything, he just thrust his pelvis back and forth and spurtedmore cum. ?In a deep, deadly voice Mom told Miketo fetch her bullwhip. This is a real bullwhip,. I don't know why I did it, but I pushed the tip of my foreskin so that my penis went back against my testicles. It slowly pushed out, I pushed it back in again. It started to have an erection, but that was only until I pushed it back again, and so on. Gentle circular motion over the top of my foreskin using my middle finger was a natural progression from there. All the time I kept my penis pushed against my testicles. It required only a minimum of pressure. There was no more erection, but the. ‘What does it say?’ I smiled and thought and smiled more broadly. ‘Your heart sings ballads of hope and youth, Konekochan. Of tomorrows and mornings to come.’ I brushed your hair back with my left hand. ‘Your heart beats the rhythm of promise.’ I chuckled. ‘It scoffs at your liver’s cautious warnings and flippantly tosses away her purifying wisdom.’ I laughed softly, perhaps a little self-indulgently at my own wit, and you smiled, your lips slightly parted. I looked deep into your dark eyes and.