Dinner was lamb chops mash potatoes, cauliflower and carrots and peas, which Beverly shelled while Mum placed tacks where Bev prayed to have breasts o...e day. Large nipples were not the same thing. While they ate, Beverly told her Dad about the Scottish dancing and the dress mum had fixed up. Listen, Dumbo, don't tune out, I'm telling you something.He was pleased, as his little girl does have very little social life and dancing with all her female classmates was an activity with which he. We had sex a lot still too. We got that queen sized bad as well. Connie moved in a month later. We took a Saturday and went back to her place and loaded up and brought her stuff back, of course after we organized all of Judy's clothes and her other things. Then a another month later Connie was still living with us, but she had started her new job and it gotten tough for Judy and I to be away from each other every day. It was a nice Tuesday afternoon and I just had gotten home when Judy was home. "A strapon? Really? I wouldn't mind having a go with one," she repliedSo we inspected the catalogue in greater detail trying to decide which of the strapons to go for. There were quite a few to choose from; different colours, sizes, double ended, vibrating, soft, hard, plastic, rubber, gel, expensive and cheep. We decided to go for a black, double ended one with a rubber coating and leather effect straps. The shaft that was to penetrate me was about 6 or 7 inches long and maybe an inch wide,. I stroked my fingers through his hair and looked into his eyes: a darker brown than his hair. I felt weird. Dizzy. Out of focus. *How old are you?* he asked. *What do you think?* He shrugged his shoulders. *16? 17?* *Im 26* I lied. He raised an eyebrow. My poker-face disintegrated into a grin. *Nah! 18. You?* *19.* *Ancient* I said. He began to slowly move his face towards mine and we kissed. His mouth opened slightly and I felt the tip of his tongue push between my lips. I allowed them to.