"Aww that's sweet, Marie!" the fair, lithe blonde said as she ruffled her wife's short hair, then leaned on her as she watched the scene Tracy and Mis... K were making, her panties getting wet."Don't tell me that you're getting one of your occasional cravings for dick, Trish," Marie whined semi-seriously before gazing into Trish's eyes."Hey, you knew I was bi when we married, and besides," Trish said before getting a dreamy tone in her voice. "That's not no ordinary dick, regardless of whether. “She’s got a really nice ass, for sure,” I admitted. “That’s not the point! I will work you in, you will have a nice evening. The first rule is you can’t touch her. She really hates that, especially when you grab her head during the face-fucking. Just let her do her job. What do you think the second rule is?” “Er,” I was thinking, “Discretion?” “You will go very far, brother. This little adventure has to remain between us. Don’t mention it to Helen at the office. You talk with her about the. "It's okay. I'm sixteen now and we can call it a cock. Stacey also calls it a cock. I haven’t seen any pictures. I don't want to see any porn before I lose my virginity."I didn’t really believe that, but I decided to take it at face value. "Right now my cock is about three inches long. When it is hard it will get thicker and more than double in length." Wow," she said. "That's so big. Are all men that big?"I was shocked at how natural the conversation felt and it felt good helping her grow. As I mentioned before, watching people launching their boats can be considered a wicked form of entertainment and so we sat on the cement which lined the launch ramp, rudely commenting on the skills – or lack of them, of some of the people. Probably the worse to watch was the backing up. My dad had dragged me over to a huge parking lot and made me spend an afternoon learning to back up using the mirrors and I felt I was reasonable adept at it. Well, a LOT of people needed my dad’s lessons! It.