He'd had a hard-on. His prick looked to be a foot long, but she'd found out later that it was only a fraction over six inches.Betty had known right th...n that she'd wanted to sample the stiff cock. She'd been daydreaming about being fucked and had decided that that was her chance. He'd yelled at her to get out, but she'd stood there staring until he'd covered his poking cock with a towel. She'd then gone to her room and masturbated while making believe her finger was George's cock.Later that. My vagina. I never liked that word. Too clinical, too detached. I like my pussy, my cunt, my vulva, my sex, my kitty, my juicebox, my love nest. We're good friends, she and I. I've been a frequent masturbator for quite a while now, mostly with fingers but occasionally with toys; I was careful never to use anything penetrative, though. I was serious about keeping my virginity until I decided to give it away. It had been the hardest thing I had ever done, and I'd done it, and I was justifiably. Like I said, so liberal now and all religions are equal and blah, blah, blah.’ ‘You mean ecumenical?’ Trying, as always, to be helpful. ‘Well if that’s another religion then I’m sure they’ll be there too.’ I’d been down the vocab road with Mom before and it was a tough way to spend time. Plus I guess I just wasn’t in the mood to discuss the fine points of ‘economical’ and ‘ecumenical.’ She paused and frowned trying to collect her thoughts. ‘I know Daddy will be upset but I can’t help that.’. She told me that in The Philippines it's not unusual for a married woman to have another man, a boyfriend. A lot of the Pinay girls that Sherlyn knew in Vallejo were married to Caucasian guys, but they also had boyfriends, too. The thought of Sherlyn with other men began to get into my head. I'd get a fuckin hardon every time i'd think about it. I began to bring the subject up during sex. I actually began encouraging her to think about having another man. She had been telling me about this one.