I reached out my hand and grasped the shaft and started stroking it up and down. His cock was slightly moist from the saliva that had leaked through f...om his underwear. His penis wasn't as thick as beer can but it felt that way as I glided my hand up and down. Brad also had a substantial set of balls hanging low under his dick. I could only imagine how long he had been saving up his load.Licking my lips I leaned in getting ready to taste cock for the first time. I didn't think I was ready to. She felt the muscles in her calves shorten first. Jessica was getting taller again. But only a few inches as she permanently had to stand on her tip-toes now. She needed to find some heels quick. She felt her hip muscles weaken. Like when a rubber band gets stretched past its useful life but doesn’t break. She was certain walking would be like a toy spinning top about to fall over because of her giant tits. Her back muscles were getting smaller pulling Jessica’s chest forward. She was. She might do that someday, but not this early in the relationship. Of course, she intended to let him 'go all the way, ' because she wanted that just as much as he she was certain. On the other hand, if he wanted to do that other thing, that nasty, dirty thing putting it in her bottom hole -- Eeew! -- he was just going to have to forget it. At least she told herself that she had the strength to control the situation to that extent.She visualized the encounter she planned with him this evening. Wait! See there, boys and girls? What did I tell you? See Professor Thompson huffing and puffing? See him take his penis out of Jane? See all the sacred Krishna milk shooting out of his penis?Wait! I thought he was supposed to put that milk inside Jane's vagina! Is something wrong here?And what does all this have to do with thermodynamics?I'm very confused, boys and girls. Let's go find Dick and see what he's doing. Whenever Uncle Bob fucked Jane, back home, whenever he spurted the sacred milk.