“Gladly,” she typed in response. Now we were getting somewhere. I had to finish what I had started - only I didn’t know what I had started. �...Shall I start over or pick up where I left off?” I typed. “It’s up to you,” she typed in response. Damn. I had to admit I had no idea who I was chatting with. “How could you forget me?” she typed. Uh oh. I was deep into the conversation when I suddenly realized I had once dated a “fugly-ugly” out of desperation, and a bet, way back in college, right out. Joe was talking to John about it when he heard the real corker: Martha was pregnant, too! John was a little embarrassed to talk about it, but finally admitted that the noises that Mary and Joe made had inspired him and Martha to an increased activity of their own. Joe congratulated him and then teased him about soon Joe would have a brother or sister-in-law young enough to be his child. Joe had sense enough to shut up before he made John mad with the teasing. Joe did say that he hoped that the. Grammy was playing with her pussy in the same room as I was in!!! Well, you can just guess the effect that this had on me! I took the bar of soap and started stroking it along the underside of my cock as I watched Grammy. I was not certain about how long it would take her to climax again, but I was thinking that I was not going to last long at all when I saw her pull her hand out from between her legs. I thought for a moment that I was mistaken and maybe she had simply been doing “her business”. How'd it feel? I mean when he first shoved it in. Did it give you much pain?" It was uncanny. It was right on the edge to hurting like hell. But hovering in the background were these good feelings that I was sure were going to rise up and obliterate the bad. And so I didn't really want him to pull it out, not for a minute, even though the little sissy inside me sure was tempted. But I knew I had to go through with it. And I'm glad I did go ahead and let him do it. Once it stopped hurting it was.