I’ll let you see my bra and you can touch them, but you have to hurry.”She lifted up her shirt and I could see her black bra with white lace aroun... the edges. I reached out and touched a real boob for the first time. It filled my 10 year old hand but was probably really only a b cup. It only lasted a few seconds before she said we really had to go. I was happy, but was hard the rest of the night playing games.The next time we had a chance came a few nights later. It was a lot like the last. His penis was small. Tiny even. The first exercise of the day was to go around the room and talk about how we felt about our bodies and our orgasms. Every man had a unique body and set of issues, but there were definitely some common themes. No matter how nice the cock each guy was there was some type of trauma around puberty or adolescence. By the end of the chat I felt like I was hanging out with a bunch of old friends who were all naked for some reason.The next thing we did was called. " Which is all the more reason I want us to have a better sex life," I told him, turning over. "Although, it is still like when we were hiding it from her. We just have to be under the radar, because it's weird if we do get too frisky in here or the shower." Well, we don't have any limits when we're doing it with her. Too bad we didn't have someone filming us last time because we were hot and heavy. You two even sixty-nined each other. Do you have any idea how hot that was? I mean damn, you two. All the other men have ever wanted to do is just get me naked and fuck me.’ ‘They didn’t love you the way I do, dear,’ I reply. ‘I want you to enjoy our time together.’ I stand up and kiss you again, slowly parting your lips with my tongue. As you reach for my head to pull me closer, I step back instead. As I look at you in the soft light, I see how beautiful you are and doubt for a second that this moment is real. I can see your chest rise as you breathe. I step toward you and slide my hands.