I thought she was still upset. I thought may be leaving her alone for a few moments would be the best option so I did it. It was still pouring outside... I switched on the A/c removed my shirt, loosened my pant removed the belt and just opened my zip a bit so that I could feel free and finally lied on my back covering myself with a thin white bed sheet up to my chest. Though I knew this was the only chance for me to have Mitali and it couldn’t have been in a better form. But I did not want to. I quickly reflected on the fact. I’d had no Viagra for days. What did this mean? Had the problem really been a psychological one?Both the women laughed. Pam leaned over and tapped the tip of my penis, then with her tiny hand pulled the foreskin back. She provocatively stroked under the head as I watched, mesmerized. I looked in amazement as it grew to full length, completely erect in its ultra-short majesty. For the first time, I actually felt embarrassed.Pam looked at it and smirked: “My God.. Then I expect nothing less than triplets, as the back-pressure will force my seed deep inside your womb."It was at that point I realised we were both speaking fluent mid-country Italiano, as most television bred Italians speak these days."God, I'm thick! You understood everything that neighbour in the villa said, didn't you?" I said."Uh, huh! I almost killed Dad when he called us to start the operation. Your eyes were almost inside me and I left a major puddle behind on the seat." I was so. Finally Cor decided to run to the grocery store and buy them the typical welcome to the neighbourhood apple pie. He got home and noticed their van was gone, he hoped the daughter was home, so he tried knocking on the door anyways. The door was answered, but not by the daughter, but by the father, Cor, disappointed, introduced himself anyways, not wanting to give away his real motives for bringing over the pie, he welcomed them to the neighbourhood and just as he was about to leave the father.