I don’t think that’s something I could ask them about just now.” He nodded, and she continued, “So I think you’d better get some of those ...hings...”—she smiled wickedly—“...real soon.”She kissed him again, this time teasingly allowing her tongue to slip into his mouth and at the same time reaching a sly hand down to press against his zipper and squeeze him there, not caring that they were sitting in full few of several houses. Then she jumped out of his lap, laughing, and made as if to run,. I had only seen porno dicks and the flaccid penises in those silly Playgirl magazines so he seemed not as scary as the giant cocks. In my later experience, I discovered it to be on the fat side but not all that long."ʻTake it in your mouth, Doll, ' he ordered. 'No biting.' I found it quite interesting as it felt hard and soft and it expanded. The odor though, the smell of his excitement, I never quite got used to that. It smelled sort of rotten to me. That helped drive me towards preferring. He swam with barely more energy than the old ladies doing their backstroke, he was so preoccupied with waiting for the arrival of the Red Twin. But an hour passed, and she didn’t appear.She didn’t appear on the second day either, or the third. After a full week went past with no sign of her, he started waiting outside the pool for hours every day, but it made no difference. After a month, he began to get the sinking feeling that he had lost her forever, especially as new lockdown measures began. "We sat on top of it. Both our legs at either side of the thick round pole. I felt so proud and excited. Sometimes I think back at it. It seems, if I can still feel the pressure on my pussy, with my legs spread so wide." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Intermezzo for our dear readers #1: The way we workTime to tell how this true series of soft sex stories started. Alessandra and I.