"No more words were needed. Time slowed and we both tried to reach for it at the same time so we could capture the moment forever. I let my hips push ...orward and the girl beneath me groaned loud and long as my nine-inch cock forced its way up deep into her womanhood.*That first sex was a missionary affair.I had pushed on watching her closely as I fed more of my large cock into her until she had taken everything I had to give. With each thrust, she had risen to a small climax and grabbed me. I was allowed to remove it to greet Ezekiel this morning.”“So shouldn’t I put it in my bottom too, since whatever you do, I do too?”“You agreed to the birching last evening. I apologize for being the cause of both,” Mrs. Waxerman blushed again as she apologized, “Yet you pledged to follow my example before God. So yes, you should take the carrot into your nether region too.”“And as for you, dear. You agreed to another stipulation. While being corrected, you are supposed to refer to body parts. The insertion ishealing perfectly and the swelling is on scale. Try to be patient andplease don't exert yourself during the next ten days. After that you willbe okay. Try to use a sports brassiere at all time, not an underwire braSara."She photographed my chest, "I think these are nearly perfect. Be proud ofyour breasts!"Cynthia called after another few days, "Can I come by?"Mom had left so I agreed, "Just don't expect much please."I hadn't been drinking since the day before the surgery and now. That’s all. She probably wonders about being asked out. Have you ever thought about that?” he came back. The subject dropped. We left shortly after that. I thought about her all the way home and as I did I wanted to go out with her and be with her and heck, I wanted to hold her hand as well. God, to hold her hand well I don’t know for sure how it made me feel, but I do know that if I could I’d be in another world. He dropped me off at my place and once I got inside I simply sat around while I.