.. no parking. That doesn’t mean no crossing and Race Day is not a good day to insist on landing between Noon and 4PM. For sure there will be boats ...ailing. The largest class will be Optimist prams and they are also the youngest sailors ... who are immortal and sail where they want. Don’t run one down.However ... today was not race-day and crossing the landing zone was at a bare minimum. Junior is an excellent pilot. She knew to buzz the lane first.The Coast Guard abandoned the Pentwater. He turned around, the residual light was on his privates, my wife immediately noticed his penis had grown from just a minute ago. It was still pointing straight down but was easily 9-10" now and very thick with a large circumcised head. She almost gasped at its sight, she loved it! He proceeded to walk over to the fridge, opened it, took out a small can of ginger ale. He left the fridge open and turned to lean against the counter of the kitchen island. With the fridge door open it provided a. ''NO!!!'' I blurted aloud, accidentally, as I sat straight up and jerked my hands away from myself, planting them on the bed to either side of me. ''Can't cum until she gets here. She would not be pleased.'' I mumbled as my eyes wandered to my closet. ''But teasing wouldn't be all bad. Be good and wet for her. That would please her very well.'' I thought as I headed over to the closet, tail high up just as she liked it, careful not to trip on my chain, and glanced at the clock and sighed,. “Becky, you know why Scott was punished?” “Why Mum?” Becky replied innocently. “Because of the advert.” Becky licked her lips but stayed silent. “You do know which advert I mean don’t you Becky.” Becky looked at her Mum. This was a different tone than she had used with her for years. This was the tone she used to use when Becky knew she would end up across her Mum’s lap. She hadn’t used that tone for many years. Many many years in fact. The discussion continued and Becky felt more and more.