I sat there and she asked me what did I intend to do with my ‘problem’, I was too hard. So she told me to show her how I used to masturbate. I low...red my pants and I started to touch myself. She asked me what I was thinking about while I was doing it, I answered that I was thinking about her pussy before when she was peeing. She started to touch herself and she now spoke with a weak and trembling voice. She told me if I wasn’t ashamed to show her my cock so hard in a shameful act like that. My. Their breasts seem to feel fuller and more sensitive than ever. Anne loves the sensation of sucking on Carrie’s puffy nipples and seeing how hard she can make them. Carrie’s mouth feels wonderful sucking on Anne’s breasts and nipples in turn.Anne starts to wonder how they had never taken their friendship in this direction before now.They continue to kiss each other’s body as they move downward until they look directly into each other’s pussy.They spread their thighs wide and they both hesitate. She walked over to the chair in the corner, placed the umbrella on it and walked back to me. "Are you ready, she asked?' Ready I answered." She stepped in and kissed me. Gently, softly, she backed up a step then stepped in again and kissed me again this time deeper and with more urgency. I wrapped my arms around her and tried to give as good as I got. When we broke the kiss I ran my hands over her body up her arms and lifted her face, I kissed her forehead, her eyes and kissed her again on. "So, what do you have in mind?"I could not form words. Was my dad agreeing to helping me learn to satisfy? After what seemed like an eternity, words came back to me and I said, "I at least know how to give a blow-job." There, I said it. It's out there now, no taking it back. Dad sat silently for a minute then asked, "have you ever given a blow-job?" "No, but I've seen movies and read books." I said and in reality, I had given blow-jobs to my last two boyfriends and I was quite good at it. He.