”“Good, they should be effective by now. Now, do you seethat knob at the top, under that little hood of skin?That’s your clitoris. T...at’s what I want you tostimulate to learn about sex. Rub it and stroke it andpress on it the right way, and you’ll have an orgasm.”“Like when I masturbated?” Alison asked, looking upinto Sandi’s face.“Better than that, k*d, I’ll show you how to do it muchbetter.” Sandi responded, reassuringly.. We kept tihis up for a few days but, I was worried about her husband catching on to us so I ask if she could get away from the house after 10:30 she said that one night every other week or so her husband had to work swing shift but it was not regular.Finally her husband had to work a swing shift. I had gone to the window to meet her as always only this time Sherrie invited me in. As quickly as I climbed in the window Zitel tugged of my truncks and pushed me onto her bed, I was already hard. Her tendency to hump the air as she got close to cumming, though stifled, warned me that I was in danger of being left behindl.I could feel the shaking that promised her orgasm through her feet on my dick. The sensation, almost a vibration, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Throwing caution to the wind, I flipped off the blanket covering my lap; exposing my cock, wrapped in my sister’s feet, to anyone who happened to turn around.Grabbing both of Rach’s feet in my hands, I held them. But seeing it got me hard, even though I'm NOT gay. He began to pull his foreskin up and down over his tiny head. I got as hard as it could from what I could tell. He rubbed and rubbed but nothing happened. After about five minutes he turned to me and asked for help. I reached over and grabbed him at his base and ran his skin up his short shaft. Wow... his penis was small but really warm and nice feeling in your hand... I stroked for only a minute before he shot hot cum all over his sleeping.