I parted the lips and slowly savored the drop of precum. I wanted to lick his stiff sack, put his dick in my mouth but I needed to control.I got back ...n my feet. His dick was almost touching my pubes. And I said to him “Let’s masturbate”. His eyes widened with happiness. I clarified, “self”. He asked me to take off my shirt. I replied, “Do it yourself, without touching me”. He undid 3 buttons, grazing my boobs in process and took the shirt off over my head. “No bra”, he gasped. Yep no bra. My. I thought it was me.Oh grandma explained i just used the pot Im sorry some of the odor must have come out of the bedroom.Oh thats OK Em I thought Id had a accident Im needing the bathroom pretty soon didnt get a chance at home this morn.I will just run home and be back in a little bit.Nonsense Mrs Stevens your perfectly welcome to use our makeshift pot no need to go all the way home.But wont Donny have to clean up the you know..mess? Well that will teach him not to fiddle with the toilet again. "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to sound so angry. It's just that hanging on this pole for so long in the hot sun and getting your stuffing pecked out by these darn birds makes a fella a bit cross!" he said."I'm sure it does!" Dorothy said. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Can you help me down from here? I so want to stretch my legs and rest for a bit!" he said.Dorothy came around behind the scarecrow and hefted him up a little. Being made of straw (and little of that anymore) he didn't. I opened the door into Lily’s room and took a peak into the top drawer of her dresser. My cock got just a little harder when I saw the collection of sexy panties my little sister had stashed away. I pulled out a nice little pair of white cotton hip-huggers. I felt the soft fabric and imagined how it would feel on my cock. I was tempted to try it, but I controlled myself. After a little more digging around a found the sexiest little lavender g-string. “My god,” I thought, and my hand.