"Umm, sure." I replied. "Well you might wanna take your cock out first don't you think?" He said with a smile. I lifted up my butt and slid my shorts ...own revealing my cock which looked puny compared to his monster. I then extended my hand out and he squeezed some lotion into my hand. I spread it all over my cock and he did the same. I started to do slow strokes and was in awe as I saw his hand slide slowly up and down the length of his shaft. The sight of him masturbating was making my so. My mom would never allow me to have a boy friend at my age. I'm not even sure she's gonna allow it when I'm sixteen." Yeah, I guess you're right. Too bad, though. I feel like shouting it from the rooftops." Me too. Michael, what are you doing this weekend?" Nothing much, why?" My cousin Dora Kelly, you know, I was telling you about her. She's the one who told me what to do with my itching titties. Anyway, she's gonna be in town, staying with me for the next week. I would love to bring her over. “So what darling, someday or the other we they have to know these.” John argued. “But john not that.” Martha raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, yeah not that.” John smiled. “Not what dad?? You gotta tell me.” “Nothing honey it’s a matter of we adults.” “I am an adult now mom. Stop hiding and spill it out.” Martha looked at John, then decided something and looking sternly at Katy said, “You are not mature enough to be told everything right now. Go and have your breakfast.” Katy looked at them angrily. The Note read: "To my small dick loser husband, I want you to remove all your cloths. I put your cell phone on the night stand. I’ll call you when he leaves. Don’t wait up and don’t you dare jerk off that pathetic small dick or yours, sweet dreams! Your whore wife! No, I mean his whore, your wife! Oh and another thing. I put that huge butt plug you hate having shoved up your ass under the pillow. Make sure it’s inside you when I call you to come up after he’s gone." I stayed in bed waiting.