She considered the many years she and Gary has shared here, almost their entire married life. Paul had been born while they lived here and had never k...own another home. Was it all lost? With a sigh she turned to leave.He stood in the open front doorway. Her surprise was complete but ecstatic."Paul!"He closed the door and walked into the room, standing only a couple of feet from her."I've come to apologize," he said."No, Paul. I'm the one who needs to apologize." You tried doing that a couple of. I was going to be a very happy girl once we figured out what we were doing!"It's magnificent!" I exclaimed. I wrapped my small hand around as much of him as I could and marveled that I could feel his pulse through the silken shaft. It felt like silk or velvet over marble, hot and thick in my hand. I lowered my head and licked the head gently as I slowly pumped my hand up and down his shaft. I was rewarded for my efforts as a pearly drop of his pre cum bubbled from the tip of his cock. I again. Most striking about the figure was that it was both female and male — it had full breasts, and it had a penis, a huge penis that was fully erect, proudly pointing upwards, and below the penis, visibly because the idol's legs were slightly spread, it had a scrotum that was divided, and in between the halves there was a vulva, the pubic lips open in arousal, and I saw the dark opening of a vagina.And the face, that had scared me so much when I had seen it the first time, with its fiery stare —. In my mind, everything seemed easier in the dark, no one could see me if I was hanging out by her house. No one could see me if I took my dick out and stroked it as I waited for her to get home. Everyone I thought, but not Maggie. She had seen me, subconsciously, maybe I wanted her to. It was so long ago. There in the dark, I leaned against the side of her house. With thoughts of a big cock hanging between her legs and the scent of her perfume still in the air, I stroked myself.Until, I heard.