I picked up the phone and called Stephie. She answered on the second ring.We spoke for twenty-four minutes. I timed it. She heard me out without inter...upting one time. She spent another six minutes rehashing what I’d told her, and told me she’d never been happier than she was at that moment.“You’re so grown up, Howie. I’m so proud of you being able to figure a way for us to be together. Ohhh, I am soooo fuckin’ proud of you. I want you sooo much right now. I really, really do!”I was at a loss. Then it was a game of tonsil-football, each of us taking turns pushing the huge oval a little further into the other’s mouth. Gradually I worked the ball into her smaller mouth, twining my hands with hers to wrap around his pointing prong so it wouldn’t feel totally neglected. Finally her eyes widened as she realized she not only had his entire giant plum in her mouth, but was sucking the tip of my tongue in as well. Her eyes did what her lips could not, and smiled around the fuck-fruit. I. His eyes locked on Amy's as he slowly unbuckled his belt.Amy's breathing was coming in gasps as she watched Thomas strip in front of her. She was shaking with excitement as he opened his pants and let them drop to his feet. She gasped when she saw the large tent in his white boxer briefs. She wanted to reach out and grab it but she was afraid that he would see how much her hands were trembling. Then she held her breath as Thomas hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled his shorts down. A. -I can't believe what you say, you admire my balls since you were ten, and I don't noted, It's just incredible!, and that day, with Frida, what happened? you said something to her or...- I apologized in your name, I told her men are careless with our private things and usually don't care who could saw accidentally. She said "there isn't trouble, just tell him be careful and he has a pretty butt and other things i see are pretty too, you understand me, do you?" she was very blushed and ran to.