When I feltaround under my penis I couldn't find my testicles at all, just a bulgeof smooth skin where they used to be. I wondered if I could stillmas...urbate so I played with my penis for several minutes but nothinghappened. So I gave up "down there" and spent about ten minutes or soplaying with my soapy breasts. It just felt so good to hold them in mysoapy hands, and feel their warmth and softness as I massaged them, thatI didn't even worry about what was happening to my penis and testicles.. Maybe we can get together sometime then." Maybe we can. How about Saturday evening. Perhaps a movie?" Yeah. That sounds good. Can I pick the movie?"I feigned a look of disgust. "I suppose it will be a chick-flick." A what?"Damn, I did it again. "I mean, it will be one of those mushy ones."She laughed. "You don't know me. I'm sure I'll surprise you," she said confidently."Well, then, it's your call. I'll trust you ... this time," I smirked.I got a big smile in return and we began to discuss. * * *Tucker awoke the next morning wearing Whitney's panties. He felt weak and drowsy. His head hurt. He turned his head to the right. Lying beside him was his mom nude. Tucker covered his mouth, so he wouldn't scream. He quickly got off the bed and left the room. In the hallway the real Whitney bumped into him."What the hell? I thought some of my underwear was missing! You're wearing my panties! Take them off and get your clothes on now. I'm telling Mom about this," yelled Whitney. Tucker felt. I kept swelling. Gradually, she pulled the rod deeper and deeper into her mouth. I felt the tip enter her throat as her lips pushed into my pubic bone. Now i was the one moaning. I started little thrusts to emphasize that i had a mission to accomplish too. She reached up and stroked and pinched my nipples. If i have the choice of where to cum, it is not into a willing mouth, although that’s not a trivial activity. I would much rather be embedded deep in a warm pussy. So, when i felt my internal.