I couldn't believe the little twerp was standing in the bathroom with me in the tub naked. I was starting to get angry. I asked her what the question ...as and she replied that she wanted to know why all the kids called me Big "D". I asked her what she thought the reason was. Cheryl looked at the floor and blushed deep red. She told me that the older girls were talking and said I had the biggest male part ever. I explained to Cheryl that they were correct and told her to scram before I really got. "No, Honey! It's not you at all. He really does love you. He's told me so.” Patricia told her reassuringly."Then what is it? God, he doesn't think I'm a slut for throwing myself at him, does he?” Noel asked, her mind a mess of confusion.Patricia thought for a second and then said hesitantly, "Listen Noel, you can never tell him I told you this. Never! It would break his heart if he found out that anyone else knew about it. Do you understand?"Noel said pleadingly, "Please tell me. If. My first post was the retelling of a frat party in my college freshman year. It described my going back in the bowels of the house to a dark, and far from spick and span, room, where I happily engaged in somewhat drunken sex. During this hook-up, a second guy joined in—surprising myself, I had my first threesome. Of course, its retelling was embellished a bit; after all, I meant the blog to be quite titillating.Its first publishing received sixty-one views and three comments—I had readers!. Papa: Arre beta, teri behen ko aachanak periods shuru ho gaye, to dodo whisper kharidne gayi hai. Par muzse aab raha nahi ja raha. Dekh mera lund kaise tan gaya hai.Yeh bolkar papa ne aapne paijame ko niche kiya aur muze aapne tana lund dikhaya.Mai: papa, kya aaj-kal aapko meri gaand marne ki iccha nahi hoti. Bohot din se aapne meri gaand ko hath bhi nahi lagaya.Papa: Iccha to bohot hoti hai beta. Par kya karu, ye saali dono chinal randia, muze mauka hi nahi deti. Par aaj ghar par koi nahi hai..