" Don't be flippant." Seriously," I told him, "I was bleedin' 'n' everything. Mom took me to a clinic. It's gone!"Poor Ed, though. He washed me from h...ad to toe, except for my..."Ed, that is specifically the part that is sticky and needs attention. You need to take care of it."And we washed each other. First time I ever REALLY saw an adult penis or dick or weenie or tallywhacker or, according to some of those sites, a COCK. I can maybe do 'dick'. I did this dick. And these balls. Neat to touch.. ”I lunged at him and straddled his lap. He ran his hands up and down my back as I kissed him deep and hard. After what seemed an eternity, lip locked together, he lift my shirt and tucked it under my bra. Slowly, he began to kiss and nibble down my belly. Then, he paused at my navel and kissed and licked around, and finally tongued my belly button. It tickled. Before I knew it, he was unbuttoning my jeans and easing the zipper down, revealing a peek at my wine red g-string. The cool rush of air. The pistol against his head never wavered. "Now turn around and run like your fucking ass was on fire," Sutton hissed. "Because after this is done I'm going to come looking for you and you'd better hope to God the cops find you before I do." The punk practically left a vapor trail, he was moving so fast. Sutton took one booted foot and stepped on the gun. "Shithead!" he muttered.Grace looked back towards Brad and gasped. The last wannabe had pulled a knife and was waving it nervously at the. Why would I everwant to see someone else's cock? Yet why couldn't I resist the idea of agorgeous woman like Camille with a throbbing erection sprouting from hercrotch?After I couldn't bring myself to respond Camille reached out and wrappedher hand around the bottle that I had set down on the table. She strokedher dainty, feminine, manicured fingers up the bottle and swirled onefinger in circles around the mouth."I'll tell you what," she smiled, "I'll go to the bathroom, last stall.If you want.