Anyway, the sense of touching his penis with my lips and tongue was exactly as I expected. It was a feeling of kissing and licking a very soft, tender... silk like surface. Soon I found myself opening my mouth and welcoming this beautiful creation into it. I started slowly, very slowly going up and down on him, trying same time to keep my teeth out of the way. He really seemed to enjoy it. I don’t need to point out that by that time I was so hard that I felt I would explode. So I took my erected. Di is being punished and can't come out today. She apparently said something about religion that her mother didn't like.It turned out to be an unusually sexless day. Or at least it was for us. We talked and kidded around for a while. Mom went out after lunch to run some errands. We offered to go along and keep her company but she told us to relax and try to stay out of trouble for a couple of hours.After mom left we joined Lisa and Ken in the family room. For a long time, Lisa and I sat with. Yeah, that was reasonable. Biology. Made sense.But back to the getting hard thing. You know, I wonder and I've never asked what he was doing on the other end of the line. I was in my room, on my bed, hard as a rock. My describing to Matt what it felt like to be horny was more of a rush transcript hot off the presses than a description from memory.One of us asked the other if he'd considered, you know, doing anything about it. Like jerking off? A cloudburst of witty junior high. Not realizing that I was the only one who thought it was funny, I sometimes teased her about having sextuplets, until Angie told me to shut up in no uncertain terms.The arrival of the baby occurred almost simultaneously with the end of the rain. Jean went through about 20 hours of painful labor, since we had nothing but Tylenol to help her, and Angie was reluctant to use much of that, since she did not know how it would affect the baby. The women had ordered me to build a birthing chair, since.