It was more than 9" and when I circled my fingers on it, they were not able to meet. I was embarrassed by the sheer size of my member. I thought it lo...ked too monstrous. It looked almost like an artificial attachment on my small body. I almost hated my penis and its incredulous size.As I started my routine of stroking the length of it, I thought about Geeta. I had a nagging doubt that she had noticed my erection. It was too conspicuous to miss. My doubts were soon confirmed. I spied an eye. Bill, you get over here, now. Harold, put her skirt down this instant and button her blouse back up."They all did as Jenny said, but Heather stood and shrugged the blouse off before Harold could button it. She turned around to display her proud titties, now wearing only the skirt, shoes, and socks. She took the initiative and moved to greet Jenny with an outstretched hand, politely saying, "You must be Jenny. I'm Heather. Harold has told me everything about you. You're much prettier than I. As only a young man can, his cock responded to her tongue dragging along the surface of his cock closest to his body as she bobbed her head slowly. After a moment he realized that her pussy was only inches from his face and moved his head forward to begin kissing her again. When Amy had his cock sufficiently hard she began bobbing faster stopping when he came close and telling him “If you take your time you are probably going to be better able to satisfy your girl. Just remember she needs more. My nipples throbbed, all six of them, and as I sat I realised that my legs and particularly my ankles ached from their disuse during my enforced unconscious bed rest and recovery and the extra weight now hanging from my front altered my centre of balance making walking doubly difficult, I slumped further into the armchair.I looked at the digital time and date readout on the far wall, nearly six weeks had passed since I last took notice of what day it was and I seemed to have healed completely.