Both girls relaxed and nodded eagerly.“You both have to ask me nicely and with the proper words,” I added.“Please Jack may we see your penis?”...they both asked, growing with confidence and not blushing quite as intensely.I stood up, “I’m fairly hard, aroused by this discussion, but not quite fully erect. Not yet anyway.” I told them as I dropped my trousers and briefs. My cock sprang into view, and both girls gasped and covered their mouths. “Come closer, have a really good look,” I urged.Shyly. She was giving into the pure sexuality of the moment. Not trying to please anyone-herself included-but rather reveling in the moment, enjoying the way she was feeling without regard to the outcome. Bluntly, she was allowing herself to be overcome by lust. It was at this moment that her on TV companion pulled her hand out of her panties. Grudgingly, Jennifer complied with a whimper. The girl on screen raised her fingers to her mouth. Jen had never really tasted herself before. She had kissed a. I was a shy, very sheltered 17 year old guy. My first girlfriend (jennifer) and i were inseperable since the day we got together. I was with her when she hung out with her friends, and she was with me when i was with my own friends. I was also the guy who couldn't say "no" to anyone. Being the oldest of my closest friends, i was the only one with a car at the time. So, over the course of time, i had become the one who would pick up people for school and take them home at night. Jennifer used to. "So, Michael, how did you get that awful, romantic scar?" A man was trying to kill me. I killed him."She glanced from her husband to me, then said, "That happen often in your line of work?" Fortunately, not too often. Now, it's my turn. One of you guys tell me how you got together. What I'm really asking is how in the world did an old guy land a gorgeous wife like you? It sure as hell wasn't his looks." No, it was his money." I knew it had to be something like that."O'Brien swatted me on the.