”I don’t know how long I sat there, or how quickly she left. I found myself sitting in grass, my shorts lowered enough for my ass to have gotten d...mp with night-dew. I remember feeling let down. Not just for the missed opportunity of a handjob, but with the experience as a whole. I had expected fireworks when I kissed Irina. I had spent so much time fantasizing about those lips, had cum many times masturbating and thinking about her naked body. She had been right there, ready and waiting. But. Life continued much as it had before -- what else could people do? Church attendance was up. Plenty of righteous preachers swore it was vengeance from God for sinful living, though there was little chance to feel superior, as all groups were affected.Attitudes towards sex softened. Many people hoped that they might be a part of solving the worldwide infertility problem. Everyone stopped using contraception. Established couples stepped up their sexual activity. Single people began sleeping with. I pointed out to him that went for anything we would do that night or any other time we were together. If ever something made him uncomfortable that he just had to say so and that I would do the same. He agreed to let me start, I knelt on the floor in front of him and wrapped my hand around his now very hard cock and licked just the tip of it. It tasted as good as it looked. I wrapped my lips around just the head and genteelly ran my tongue around the gland of his. “You’ve lost weight too.”“Just a bit of padding,” I giggled. “I’ll visit a sculpt shop and get the shape back whilst I’m here.”“Cass will do it for you for nothing, just pop in at the medical centre. She’d be delighted to see you, as will Hiqua.”“Yeah, I will. Thanks, Dad.”“Let your friends know too, if they’re interested.”“Prill and Caffa might be, thanks.”“Let Cass know and I’ll cover their costs, if necessary.”“Aw, thanks, Dad. You’re the best!”I then introduced Mum and Dad to Prill, Caffa.