”Go.”Derek welcomed me into his home with open arms even though it was past two in the morning. He wanted to talk but I didn’t; I just wanted to... be held and try to sleep. When I’d left my parents’ house and gotten a few blocks away I’d pulled over to the side of the street and called him. When I told him about the ugly fight with my parents he insisted that I stay with him instead of getting a hotel room.As I lay there in his bed, being the little spoon, I could still hear my parents yelling at. Of course, when I helped with the laundry, I would take special noticeof her lingerie. At first, I would look, and then graduated to feelingthe material, and eventually sniffing the crotch of her panties. As Ilearned what my pecker was for, I would sniff her panties andmasturbate, a heavenly combination! However, it was a very special,rainy Saturday that changed my life.My parents were going out of town to some benefit, and had left Saturdaymorning, to return the following evening. I was. . oh never... not this... darling... don't tempt me so... !"But even as she stammered out all the awkward denials, she couldn't keep her lust-gazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening animal cock. "Ohhhh," she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a passion so obscene it was unnamable. "Yes, I love you... you know I do... but how can we, lover,... how can we... oh God, we have to! I can't stand it! I've got to cum!"And with this, all last remnants of puritan morality and. "Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the Lord, Phil is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with unified relief. The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say.A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium. He said, "I'm Phil."The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to tell my wife the word is sternum."Dear Family & Friends,I am sorry that I have not been.