Dad dropped us off and went on home. I went in with Papa and Nana to get my bags and tell Jethro goodbye. The big mutt kinda grew on me during the las... couple of weeks. I remember the tape from the interview that Roland the camera guy had given to Dee-Dee and played it for my grandparents. Papa thought it was a hoot but Nana was mortified. She calmed down when the edited version of the interview that was broadcast came on. In the version that made it on the air, Jethro just sat there looking. "Push it out, Mom. Let me see my spunk coming out of your ass"The voice brought me back to reality suddenly, and I loved the thought of him watching, so I pushed down, trying to squeeze my son's spunk out of my ass. That was where my inexperience caught up with me, though. The first thing that happened was I just gave out an enormous fart, and then as I looked between my legs, I could see that what was dripping out of me was as much brown as white. Shit, literally the ultimate humiliation and. In turn, I told her a little about myself.As we continued to walk, Brigid moved her arm up so that it was rubbing against the side of my boob; being touched up by her as we walked in the street was a real turn on. I told her about my little problem with excessive pussy juice and warned her that the tissue I had stuffed up me in the toilet was now a soggy mess. She laughed and said she'd help me deal with it when we got to her place. It wasn't long before we were entering a new-looking block of. As we were very free. One day as usual I went to her house about 10.00am. As usual, I went inside the house with out knocking. I went inside and went to kitchen to see Amisha. I would never knock on the door, but I would go to her and would shout behind her giving her the shock. Therefore, with that intention, I went there, but she was not there. So I went to bedroom like this I searched the whole house with out calling her. She was not there so I taught she might have went to her neighbour.