Thank god. I didn't even care that this man hadn't left yet; I just ripped open the rest, grabbed my doodle and started peeing. I guess he didn't care... because he just took his cock out and started to pee as well. It felt so free to be peeing outside in the bushes. I could feel wind blowing up in between on my balls. It felt nice because they'd just started growing hairs. Sometimes lately, when I was going to the toilet, my cock would start to stick out a bit and it looked bigger. I could. Ed got the dildo for me since he was feeling guilty about not fucking me as much as I needed him to. My underwear was always soaking with my juices, and I sometimes had to wipe up the pussy juice as it ran down my legs. So, I soon started wearing a pad to absorb some of my fluids.Ed and I married when I was twenty-four years old, and the first few years we sucked and fucked at least five times a week. But after a few years of marriage, we settled into the once or twice per week routine. I loved Special K Cereal growing up as a little boy, I still do, and she would be over a lot visiting Ruby and Jackson, usually in the mornings.As I remember Dad looked at her a lot, over the top of his newspaper as I ate my breakfast and mom was cooking something.I would have two big bowls of the cereal, and sometimes Mom added toast and poached eggs, which I loved. I would put them on buttered toast, and ate it over my plate, sometimes dripping egg back on my plate. Ruby thought it was gross,. Her makeup wasn’t as heavy as he’d expected, but well out of bounds for what he had planned for her. He said nothing as he appraised her… enjoying her growing discomfort, and wondering how long it would be until she brought herself to speak. Nearly 5 minutes passed, and her timid voice finally asked, ‘Will you still teach me, Mr. Smith?’ His eyebrow rose at her question, but he responded, ‘I see you’re here on time, and have thus far followed instruction. Yes Penny, I will teach you. You may.