Ken’s cock hung in a curve over his balls. It was quite thick around its base, but quickly tapered to a slim girth along most of its length, before ...ushrooming into a large flange and impressive dark pink knob. On the other hand I still had the slim build of a boy, with little body hair, and the bit I had was fine and blond. Where I was different from most boys my age, and many men too, was in the size of my genitalia. Most people who saw me naked commented on this aspect of my anatomy, a fact. “I wish I could, Beautiful!” I kissed her, and we necked for a bit.“I think this was better then before, Tommy. I just went from crest to crest to crest.” She smiled.“It was the best, Loren!” I tickled her armpit gently. “I hate to have to bring this up, but we’re going to have to get moving soon. We need to get cleaned up and eat, so you can get ready for the funeral.“I know, Tommy. It’s back to reality soon.” Loren’s expression was wistful. “I’ll be just that sixty-four year old Granny again.. “I didn’t mean to cause trouble for you two.” “I know you didn’t,” she said, coming over and giving me a hug. “So, will you talk to him? Please?” I knew when I was defeated. “Yeah, why not,” I said dully. “Not that it’ll make any difference.” “You never know,” she said quietly. “Wait here, okay? I’ll go and get him.”________________________________________43I felt uncomfortable and rather vulnerable sitting alone in the classroom like that, my tear-stained face on display to anyone who. I bent over and splashed water on my pussy, washing away Anton's foul touch.I couldn't be his wife. I couldn't bear to be his, to share his bed. What would I do? I scooped more water up, splashing it between my thighs, glad at how cold it was. I scrubbed at my pussy, the water dripping down my thighs. My body shook. Where was Willoweyes? Was I stained? I rubbed harder. I splashed water on my neck and face, scrubbing everywhere he touched me.“Please, come back to me,” I sobbed. “Please,.