He was drinking a glass of milk and wondered if soaking his cock in the cool milk would help. He dropped his pants and stuck his sun burnt cock in the...glass of milk. His mom walked in and said, "So that is how you guys reload that thing." Being caught like that was pretty embarrassing but the really bad part was, every time he tried to have a good jerk off session after that, his mom would come in later with a glass of milk. She told him the same thing every time, "Just in case you are running. “I can’t tell Mom what we did. It would kill her if she knew. But I can’t stop wanting you either,” I said.“I’m so glad you said that,” she said. With that, Kimmy pounced on me, pinning me on the bed, kissing me deeply. Her hands roamed my chest, down to the bulge in my jeans. She slid off me, stopping at my jeans to unbutton them. She pulled them off me. Then her mouth devoured my cock. Up and down, her hand stroking right along with it. Kimmy left my raging hard-on while she climbed. Yeah. Pretty much," she admitted."So you've never tried using Aperture or Shutter Priority?" N-no." Can anyone help Miss Olson out?" I raised my hand. I hadn't contributed much so far but I couldn't let this one go. I mean it was so basic!"Ah, Mr. Randahl. It's about time you chimed in. What would you do?" Depending on the camera, change to one of the manual modes and lower the shutter speed, open the aperture, or both." Very good. Anyone have any other ideas?"Brad Hutchins, one of the other. Molly always profusely thanked her best friend for getting her home safely. Though she knew Molly liked to party, Wendy was a bit naive when it came to trusting people too easily. So, when Molly offered to plan the bachelorette party herself… “Don’t surprise me too much!” Wendy giggled, enjoying the excitement on her friend’s face.While the guys were set for their party, Wendy was trusting her best friend to direct the evening’s events. The ladies gathered at a hotel for a wine-tasting.