Or tried to! I could not take my eyes of her perfection, a perfection that only teenagers have. The pink panties were tight, and held my cock in place... Not that it was going to do any erecting. How could it, this was all so wrong, yet so?..Pete stood in front of me, naked, and with his massive cock erect, thrusting up from his groin, growing out of the tangle of pubic hair. It seemed he decided my name was sissy boy, maybe a reflection on the panties or on my sad cock. But I could not draw my. We had met once…just to have coffee…just to satisfy both of us that the interactions between us would be safe. I had insisted that I could not host…some last ethical barrier on my part from violating the home front…although I was obviously prepared to cheat on my wife…in one form or another.She had worked out with me her “hard limits” …things she would not do…I was not disappointed as they pretty much parallel mine…with few exceptions.. Neither of us was much into real pain…or bruising,. She sat beside me and my penis started growing.She then asked me about my studies and why I came. I said there was get-together party. I asked about her marriage and she replied freely and answered my questions. I was slowly getting to my destination.So when are you going to give birth to a child? You know, I would really like to play with your child.”, I said.She was upset but tried to hide it and said,”It will take some time.”Me: Shruthi, can you help me?She: what? How?Me: all our friends are. .. when you said you'd lost someone special, that you could never replace in your life, you were talking about your Aunt Fran."Roberta smiled sadly and stared off into space for some time before replying. "Fran is just fine, but she's hurting too, little one. We were both very fond of Noah, and losing him hurt us both so badly, you will never know. I didn't want to upset you, since you'd just regained consciousness, which is why I didn't explain back in the hospital. I hope you're not angry at.