Falls er ueberrascht war, mich nackt zu sehen, so zeigte er dieses zumindest nicht. Er wollte nachsehen, ob er gestern seine Geldbörse hier liegen ge...lassen hatte und so bat ich ihn herein. Gemeinsam suchten wir, fanden aber nichts und er wollte schon gehen, als ich ihn bat, noch auf einen Kaffe mit in die Kueche zu kommen. Wir redeten so ueber dies und das, als ich ihn einfach fragen musste, wie gross sein Penis eigendlich ist. Sehr zu meiner Ueberraschung sagte er mir, dass er das noch nie. Well, exhilarating, is the best way to describe my feelings. I didn't feel the least bit 'intimidated' by the obvious size difference.As I laid there next to Tara, stroking my penis, I loved her warm nakedness touching mine; and I loved the feel of her breath on my face. She wasn't mocking me, or making disparaging remarks about my penis. Instead, and even though I knew she wasn't likely to ever have me try and fuck her with it, I didn't really care. I felt the most wonderful intimacy between. Um ... Okay. No prob. I'll, like, put on my necklace."Works for me."Hoo cm hru aurhwhu oo wa."After my last mistake at agreeing with her, I learned to asked for a translation before replying.She lifted her face from the pillows. "I said you can rub anywhere you want." She turned her head to look and made a sour face. "Even if you are still wearing those shorts." I'm not the one getting the massage. And I'll just rub where you need it."Her face suddenly dropped back into the pillows. "Hohay."No. ’ ‘Just the other day you were teasing me that it was a whole two hours away,’ Gerard said, smiling down at her and trying to relax her. It worked a bit — she gave him a small smile. ‘Is that where you went, Gerard?’ Edith interrupted, now pinning her stare on her son. ‘You went all the way out there to visit her?’ Gerard bristled at his mother’s tone. ‘That I did, Mother,’ he answered. His voice took on a tone of its own. Feeling the palpable strain between mother and son, Elizabeth attempted.