Is that because we kissed?" Jenny asked not so innocently, remembering what I had told them last night."It could be," her mom replied, as they both gi...gled."Why don't I show you what you can do with that," Sarah said as she scooted across the blanket to sit next to my leg."Here, you get between his legs," Sarah instructed. "Now, if you're old enough to do this, then you're old enough to call it by its name. It's called a cock or a dick, or any of a hundred other names. But never a 'thingy'.. I hate it when I gain 10 lbs. for a role and the realize I am not a actress.if your cup is half full you probably need a different bra.Some things are better left unsaid, which I generally realize after I have said them.I don’t know which is longer a microwave minute or a treadmill minute.My head says gym, but my heart says tacosThe following is compliments of John A.This 85 year old couple, having been married almost 60 years, had died in a car crash. They had been in good health the last ten. I thought of nothing and undress myself. He was shocked to see me. I was full naked in front of him.I didn’t waste a single second and came close to him and kept my lips on his lips. He responded well as if he was waiting for this moment. We both were smooching like hell. My tongue was in his mouth, his tongue was in mine. We both were exchanging saliva. When we were smooching, I could feel his hands on my boobs. He was pressing my boobs. After smooching for 8-10 minutes, he grabbed my boobs. "We could, you know, try again. 'Cause I still wan' ya."Abigail looked at him, and he gave her a pleading look. He bit his lip and, taking a deep breath, moved behind her and kissed her on the back of the neck. "Simon," she called and sighed as he ran his hands down her back to her waist. He lifted up her skirt and then kneeling down, gently pulled her knickers down and parted her cheeks.Abigail grunted. "No," she muttered but Simon had kissed her bud, and she gasped as his tongue explored her.