I lathered mycrotch and my tiny male member and tried to fantasize about having sexwith Jacqueline. Despite my fantasies and my ministrations, he aga...nfailed to rise, lengthen or harden. He was still no larger or stifferthan a household rubber band folded in half. He had seemed to getsmaller and softer in the three weeks since my mother's accident. Rightwhen I need you most, Mr. Pinky! Right when I have my first girlfriend!You're smaller and softer than ever, and worse, you not only fail. "Oh, honey that dress was made for you!" Sheela gushed, her enthusiasmgenuine."It's alright?" Rowan asked, tugging at the whisper blue bra that peeredout from the dress's low neckline.She tentatively stepped to the mirror in her heels, careful not to twistan ankle."It is more that alright!" Kristina exclaimed, agog at the creature thathad emerged from the fitting area.Rowan looked at herself in the mirror and was equally stunned by thevision she saw there. Kristina had been right, the feel of. ” “Thank you,” I smiled as I walked towards her offering my hand to shake, “and please, it’s Nat. Nothing formal.” “Okay, Nat,” she grinned, saying my name slowly, thoughtfully, as if testing if it was okay for her to use, if I was suitable for her plans. God, she was sexy. As she took my hand and I felt the soft warmth of her skin, my cock was already a stiff erect throbbing shaft in my pants. I squirmed a little, hoping it was not tenting the front of my trousers noticeably. “I’m Gina,”. I undid my pants, while my mom brings the cup from the table. She came over me and kneel down. Her both hand covers the side of the cup with her eyes staring my cock.My shaft hanging loosely, touches the tip of the cup. My mushroom projecting inwards the cup nearly touches the surface of the coffee. With the heat from the cup and coffee, my penis started to erect fully. ‘Do it son. Do it for me.’‘Alright mom.’I started to stroke my fully erect shaft with the tip of my cup projects into the.