It was a very lifelike dildo; complete with veins, and looking exceedingly 'manly'; and bearing little resemblance to his own considerably smaller, pa...e pinkish 'penis.' There was a wold of different between a cock, and that of a penis; at least Robert thought so, and, apparently, so did Tara. 'I've got a penis!' Robert thought, as he watched Tara getting out both the dildo, as well as an ample-sized tube of lubrication. The dildo, to Robert's way of thinking, was the very definition of a. I'll see you outside." When she got to the door of the kitchen, she turned and looked back teasingly over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, when you go outside, could you take the bottle of baby oil that's in the downstairs bathroom? I think I'd like to work on my tan." She paused and looked at Mitch with that lusty glint in her eye. "And bring that cum towel of yours with you—I think we're going to need it." With another lascivious wink, she turned and strode away.Mitch felt his heart racing with. I gave it some thought. "I reckon about next May, a spring wedding."“Perfect. All the flowers will be blooming." Yes, it’s a nice time of year." I agreed."We'll need some practice first." Practice?" I inquired."Shagging," she laughed. "We need loads more practice."“Anyone up there?" A voice called, interrupting us.We looked at each other, having recognised Julie's shout.“Julie!" Annie yelled and ran down to unbolt the gate for our friend.She looked as pretty as ever as she bounded up the steps. Without waiting for a response, I walk out from under the cover of the trees, moving closer to the fence so I’ll have a clear view of the show. I should be heading back to join our friends, but I know he won’t let up until we’ve had this discussion. It’s probably good timing because I’ve reached the point now where I’m tired of finding reasons to disappear every time he comes near me. He follows me and stops at my side. “What are you doing over here anyway?” he asks. “Avoiding me?” I shoot.