"Oh, Billy, you look like a drowned rat... what'sa matter... your little thingie all cold?"It was funny and yes, my "thingie" was cold. Recalling thos... mornings of skinny dipping with Jean... the mad dash into the frigid waters of Fourth of July Lake when my penis tried to crawl back into my belly, I had a mental picture of how I looked. I just gave up any hope of maintaining my dignity.Fishing a last ice cube from my shirt, I gently tossed it to Jean and said, "You look much too comfortable.. "Just be gentle, don't squeeze them, sometimes they are really tender because they have been growing a lot."That first touch would make me a boob man for the rest of my life. Nothing else could compare, I fondled her breasts with a light touch and she gave me the sigh that let me know I was doing something right. When I rubbed her nipples for the first time, she gasped. I stopped and asked her, "Did I do something wrong, did I hurt you?"She purred, "No it just feels way different from when I. . . and . . . uh, what do I have to do?” she asked with all sorts of lewd thoughts entering her mind. Suddenly Paul moved away from her and stood directly next to his brother. He looked down and was excited to see that the girl’s hand was now rubbing his brother’s cock . . . over his blue tights.“We have a little SEX club and want you to join. And while I tell you about the initiation, how about you rubbing MY COCK down here just like you are doing to Mikes . . . but let’s move into the kitchen. Sie machen ein wirklich s??es Baby. Sie h?tten sich nur Arme und Beine rasieren sollen."Mann, konnte man denn so doof sein? Ich deutete mit meinen Handschuhen auf den Schnuller."Schon gut. Ich sehe, dass Sie nicht reden k?nnen. Ich konnte es aber nicht lassen, Sie ein wenig aufzuziehen. V?llig hilflos, was? Wie ein richtiges Baby."Endlich ?ffnete sie das Band vom Schnuller, und ich spuckte ihn aus. "Endlich!" Mag Baby etwa seinen Schnuller nicht?"Voller Sarkasmus antwortete ich "Ich liebe ihn,.