I do love my pre-cum but it is messy at times; not everyone likes it but I find my own, and someone else’s, a real turn-on. And it makes a fantastic...lube!For some reason, my heart was racing and I felt flushed, as I stepped into my “stolen” pair of camouflage swim-shorts, still with a raging hard-on, all lubed-up and ready for…..well, you know what’s going to happen, I’m sure!I carefully inserted my erect tool down into the gusset of the shorts and the end of my penis neatly matched the spot. Now let's get that boner to 8 inches!" Sophia said.I sat down on the toilet. Don't worry, the lid was down, I'm not gonna take a shit at the same time. Sophia then got on her knees and started stroking my dick. After a few strokes, she put it in her mouth, all now 7 inches."Oh my..." I said. I never felt so much pleasure."Feel good? This is nothing compared to my pussy. You will find that out soon!" She said then continued to suck me. Her eyes stared at me as she plunged my dick in and out of. Come my friend let us get our men prepared for some fun."Scott had the men take off their skis and put on snowshoes. He indicated how he wanted them to advance, in two ranks of fifty each, himself in the centre. They moved out, walking slowly but steadily down the slope, the Fifers with their crossbows at the ready. Their presence was spotted quickly and the Danes were not slow in rushing out to meet them, confident given their numbers.Scott now halted his men, seeing advantage in letting the. ”“Don’t worry,” I said. “We’ll have dinner and a movie. We can save the naked stuff for when your parents are out of town.”Laughing, she said, “You’re bad!”I spent some time writing in my journal, listened to the Reds on the radio, and finally went to bed. I dreamed of Birgit and me together in the future with kids, living in Sweden. The dream ended like a mirror shattering but I slept on. I felt OK when I woke up on Tuesday morning.Dad took me to Doctor Mercer’s office. They met briefly.