I left the address over on the bulletin board."Michael jumped up from the table and quickly found the note pinned to the corkboard. It was an address ...n the Pinedale section. That was at least a twenty minute drive."Dad, can I borrow the car?" He asked his father as he reached for the spare keys in the hook below the board. "I might still be able to catch them." I can't see what's all so important that you need to rush over there?" His father said as he too noted the time."It's my sketch. After the third night all the inflammation had left, and pushing the foreskin back over the head of his penis was done with no effort or pain, the ointment did its job.The following evening I bathed him as I did the first time, he wearing his gym shorts, but after rinsing the soap off of him he said something that was totally shocking."Mom, I think you should wash me down there real good. I don't want that pain to come back."I lathered up his penis real good and pushed the foreskin back and ran. "The ship's officers took seats on either side of the rectangular table, Jon Wells took a moment to point towards the end of the table away from the Captain, "Grab that seat, Commander," he instructed.Bert nodded and moved around to the designated seat, he didn't rush, taking the time to look at those sat around the table. The Captain and First Officer he'd already met and whilst he hadn't really rated them, he didn't have anything against them either. His perusal of the ship's manning list. It projected outward like a small penis and was throbbing eagerly to be sucked.He was pleasantly shocked at its sight, never expecting the clit to be so big and suckable. Big dewdrops of juice had collected on the labia and as Prasad watched, thick viscous honey oozed out of the vaginal passage and collected on the outer lips as more dew. The excess juice had flowed down the sides of the thighs, which glistened with the shiny liquid. A strong whiff of musk emanated from Sulabha chachi’s cunt.