“ He came over to the couch and sat next to me. I took his hand a placed it on my cock. Slowly he wrapped his hand around my cock and started to st...oke me, all the time staring intently, fascinated and excited As he stroked my cock, I began to let my hand slide up his thigh, slowly working towards his cock. My hand reached his crotch and I could feel his hard cock, straining to be released. I undid his pants and as he lifted his ass, slid his pants down. Now not only was he stroking me, but. Something is wrong and I'm pretty sure it's withme. So I ask in no specific direction "ok...what went wrong with thesurgery?" Mom starts crying and I know something is very wrong. Dad grabsmy hand and squeezes it then steps back. Then the suit talks "We'll takecare of everything once the healing is done and your family and doctorsmake a determination as to when the next surgery can take place". Now I'mreally scared. "What's wrong with me? Did you find cancer or something!?"I say as reasonably. That was HOT!We played with each other a bit before it got to be too much for him. He started working his big fingers into my butthole. That feels sooo good when he does it slowly. This was a slow morning. Then, when he was ready, I could tell he was coming in, so I pointed him in, pushed, and took his cock all the way up my soapy butthole. He was soapy. I was soapy. The motion between us was soapy. Call me ‘Bubbles’. I was loving it. His big cock felt so good. Filling. Each vein, the head on. ...”, she moaned once more.When I was sure she was done, I pulled my hand from her shorts and leaned in to kiss her.“That was great”, she said, smiling at me, “Now I know why boys are always touching themselves down there”Lanie looked down at my crotch, and sure enough, she saw my fully erected dick. She smiled as she grabbed the waist band of my shorts and pulled them and my boxers down to expose my dick and balls.Lanie’s eyes widened when she first saw my cock. It was pretty obvious she had.