Her hand was shaking.“What if it hurts?” She asked.“Then stop. Tell him to stop. I’ll tell him to stop if I see it’s like that.” I started...feeling bad. “Look hun, if you’re really afraid to do this we don’t have to.” I said. Solitaire lowered her head, “No, I want to see if I will enjoy it. It’s only an inch more than Darren.” She laughed, “But Bart is much thicker!” Darren was one of our 9 inch bulls. I felt guilty lying to Solitaire about Bart being 10 inches. I almost gave in and told her. She blushed and went in to join her.Linda then took my hand and pulled me up, guiding me into her bedroom.We soon cuddled on her bed and were exchanging long but tender kisses. Finally I was looking in her eyes, and softly asked “So who was it babe? I know who you must mean, it could only be the 3 musketeers. But who was it the other 2 times?”“I told ya, I ain’t saying. Why, does it really matter?”“No, not really” I said. “I was just wondering if I should fantasize you kissing and grabbing the. If she was the age her birthdate specified he expected her to understand he was a simple minded male. Not that he considered himself suffering from that condition ... what untrained male does?Tom always demonstrated that he understood by vocalizations and other catty methods of agreement ... or disagreement ... like cleaning his ass when he disagreed and cleaning his paws in agreement.David didn't mind admitting the facts to Tom ... Tom could keep secrets.David, and Tom ... were at the sink. "I'll get you for that!" She said, launching herself into his back, making him stumble into the deeper water. He swam from under her before she could get her legs around him. Turning after a dozen strokes he found her swimming over him as his legs found the sand beneath the waves again. This time there was no attempt to escape her legs as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders pulling their bodies together.They tasted the sea on each other's lips. Paul's hands slid up her thighs to cup her.