" Holy shit, Mom! Are you kidding me? Dad said THAT?" Yes he did. Ughhh ... I really shouldn't be telling you this." Whatever you want, Mom. I'm O.K. ...ither way. Just go ahead and tell me what you want me to know." Thanks again, Sweetheart. But it feels O.K. I think it's better for me to tell somebody. It feels like this is helping me get some perspective on everything. O.K., yes, that was one of Dad's crazy thoughts. We were both nutty. Thankfully I never got totally wrapped up in that idea. . I muttered and left her smooth hand grab my testies. I suddenly felt my feet going numb and all the blood rushed up to the tip of my pulp stick. My aunt’s hand moved vigorously but full of tenderness in the same time. She was twisting and turning her wrist up and down and about the cock head, either grabbing it like a sword or gently holding it between her fingers tips like a swollen rose bud.Her gorgeous breasts moved in tandem with her expert hand, bouncing off of each other under the wet. I cant do anything but watch as the two men climb onto the bed and she tries desperately to push them away, watch and feel sick as Tommy grabs her wrists as pulls her to a kneeling position kneeling behind her, his hands pawing at her breasts making her shudder in horror. Jack kneeling in front of her as he pulls her face up towards him causing her neck to bleed again as he leans down as kisses her GET OFF HER YOU BASTARDS! I scream as Tommys hand moves up under her white tank top to her. It's incredible. It's also a perfect bonding opportunity, because he has to open himself up and become vulnerable just as I have to. It gives him a better understanding of sex, and we really bond over the shared experience of vulnerability and newness. Holding him after, when he can barely move his legs and is just drained from all of the excitement is the best. Also I feel really sexy in a harness, and it's really cool to have a penis." —Gilly-flower-tho6. "The most important thing for me is.