It felt so good. I imagined myself a baby lying in the womb. It was very comfortable. My daughter added some more hot water and swirled it around with...her hand, she lathered up a washcloth, and started washing my chest. She didn’t take very long to get to my crotch. She washed my stiff shaft, my balls, and went back to my shaft. She used her hand directly on my stiff cock. She dripped some shampoo onto the head and started stroking. Soon I was cumming. My daughter had jerked me off. The first. He (Colby) is about 5'11 and 215, has short blond hair and also has average size penis that is also cut.It started in the summer after our 7th grade year, my parents finally let me begin spending the night at friends houses but Colby was the only friend that I ever really felt cool enough with to spend more than one night with. I decided to call him and ask if I could come stay the weekend with him, he said yes before I could get the whole question out. He always teased me about not being able. "I was defending myself."Ethan snorted and shook his head. "You'll have to do better than that, mate," Ethan said. "The dog wasn't a threat and the boy wasn't attacking. He was protecting." I agree with Ethan," Dabir said ponderously. "Both attacks were uncalled for. All you accomplished was to sabotage this mission. Why would you want to disrupt our goals, Mr. Whitcomb?" I was protecting myself," Karl still protested. "I wasn't trying to sabotage our mission." Yet, that is what you. It’s been incredibly convenient! Lacy has already snuck into the shower with me more than once. Speaking of mom… she still hasn’t given any indication of catching Lacy and I on the sofa that first night. I chalked it up to me being paranoid and overly cautious about getting caught, but I’m over it. Of course we’re still as careful as possible, only fooling around when mom is out of the house, or asleep at night. Our riskiest behavior is the morning blow jobs. Our mom COULD walk in, but my door.