I think Jill has breast cancer." Erin's eyes widened a bit as his tool grew ever longer. In her book, women were superior to men unless the man was hu...g like a bull. And certainly Rick was. "Here we are."As they walked inside Rick tried to adjust his cock so it couldn't be seen but Erin held onto his arm to prevent him from doing so. Her panties were getting wet just thinking about Rick's big tool. She hadn't noticed it being so long before. If he was thick he'd have hundreds of girls clamoring. To make a long story short. I kept at it fromtime to time, and one day I figured it out. I was homealone, Cindy was out shopping, and I had just readanother story about this guy doing himself, and afterreading his experience, I when right into the bed roomstripped off my pants and got on the waterbed. That wasthe difference. A water bed allows one to sink into it.That was just enough to let me do it. I can’t explain the feeling of doing oneself.Cindy, even when she was giving. She wore panties that were full bodied and sometimes two pairs, so they would slow down the flow and she would be able to control the flow from her bladder slowly.She explained that she would do this on carpets, or rugs, as they absorb the pee, where as hard floors would quick show pooling, which would be too much of a giveaway. Also she would do the peeing close to the bar or drinks table, whatever there was, so if anyone noticed wet patches as she moved away, then they would naturally think. "Good!" Connie continued. "So that's all settled. Bruce will send youthe address of the registration website." I just did," he interrupted. "And since I talked you in to this withalmost no time to fund raise, I will put up half the $50 minimumcontribution. This weekend we can start getting your outfits ready.I'll expect you at 7:30 sharp tomorrow morning. Don't forget, I knowwhat time you wake up each day."Ken must have been staring at Bruce with a lost puppy look on his facebecause Bruce.