“Thirty!”I turned and bolted inside, barreling into my friends.“Holy shit, you did it,” Lana said, slamming shut the door. “Wow.” “Yeah,...�� I said, still shivering, my legs felt watery. “I did.”“Well, who you going to pick?” Lana asked.“Pick?”“For the game.” Lana rolled her eyes. “Come on, Cassandra.”“Right, right.” I licked my lips as we headed back to the living room. “Mei, Truth or Dare.”“Truth,” Mei said.“Have you masturbated today?” was the question that tumbled out of my lips.I sat down on. ..and for the first time stuck a warningfinger in his face.? This really nailedhim to the seat.? Tears were running downhis beautiful young cheeks now.?? Iopened up his shirt to reveal a most beautiful...smooth slender but well formedteenage chest and stomach.? His tummy wastight...his pecs just starting to show muscle development...and he had the moststunning cone shaped pink boy nipples I had seen in some time.? I sat down to study my prize...forcing him tosit that way...legs spread, shirt. As much as he wanted to stay home and watch his cams, his buddy had invited to go come over and hang out, and he did kind of enjoy the games his friend had. Plus, his friend’s sister would often wonder about the house in just a sheer robe on Saturday mornings. Once he had seen her tits twice and her cunt once and he wasn’t sure it hand’t been intentional.He got to his friend’s place and was disappointed to find that Sarah was still in bed, but soon they were playing a new first person shooter. Man, wat is het hier één grote rollercoaster!Ken je dat? Een strap-on? Ik ken het. En ik lees er ook wel eens over in artikels door vrouwen geschreven die pleiten voor de seksuele bevrijding van de man. En hier is die dan. Als vrouwen een man willen zijn dan hebben ze maar gewoon een kunstpiemel rond hun middel te binden en het is zover. Hier komt deze boven. In volle glorie. Geen negerlul maar ook geen kabouterpiemel. Ferm genoeg om terug te deinzen. Niet wat de ceremoniemeester erover denkt..