I suggested we go swimming and with the parents gone we could skinny dip. He thought that would be fun. As we ran through the house we stripped naked,...balls and penis slapping as we ran to the pool. By the time we were outside my little penis was stiff, free of adult pubic hair, smooth pink head, balls tightly hung, and pointing for the sky. As I looked at my friend’s he was hard too, and had just a few hairs tucked at the base of his shaft. I walked over to him and wrapped my hand around his. She led me through to the kitchen where, once again, a meal awaited me. ‘You must spend hours preparing.’ ‘Don’t be silly. I have a woman who does all my domestic stuff. I simply don’t have the time.’ ‘Where is she?’ ‘She goes home at 6. Now, sit and enjoy your dinner with me.’ She poured me a glass of a very dry white wine and then sat facing me. She questioned me about the book. In my email I had said how it had touched me, how deeply it resonated with me and that, although I did not. The two real girls took Jimmy downstairs,and cued up the Nutcracker suite on the CD player. They showedJimmy the basic steps, and started their practice. He'd decidedto do his best, and despite his mortified state, and hisdistraction by the presence of the two girls, was soon immersedin learning the dance.Perhaps it was their concentration on the dance steps, orperhaps it was because the music was too loud. But when thedoorbell rang, and a man stepped into the living room a secondlater, it'd. She thought and hoped that just maybe, she would get the chance to help him. I'll help you very, very soon, my sweet Daddy! Annie moaned to herself as she thought of his long and very thick cock sliding into her mouth and down her silky throat.He laughed at Annie's words and he tried to remember when his last time was. "It's been about six months." Ouch, no wonder why he's trying to stab me!" Annie giggled and knew they better stop. "We better eat um... before things get any worse than they.