. thing... enlarged?" Yes", Santi's reply was quick.He then, with his index finger trails a line on the underside of his shaft..... back and forth... ...is balls stay hidden lodged behind the purposefully made for sports pants..Right ... here.. there's a little scar..... i could have had it removed too... but I made it darker looking... and kept the scar so it will look fierce..Do you wanna see it?I swallow, eyes still fixed on it. "I... um. I didn't even know it was possible..." I don't answer. Aswathy told me that she liked the reddish pink color of my penis more.She knew what I wanted, looked in my eyes and planted a soft kiss on the tip. then kissed all over it. with the next kiss she opened her mouth and took my penis inside. I was in heaven now. She started sucking slowly working with her tongue inside. I caught her long hair and was pushing her head into my shaft, which made her choke a couple of times.I made Aswathy stand again this time removing any clothes remaining on her. He was in his room being loud and playing music. I pounded on his door."Turn that shit down Jack!! I'm trying to sleep."I slammed back to my room and I heard the music shut off. Then my door opened a crack."You decent?" He said, laughing."Are you drunk?" Maybe a little. Can I talk to you for a few?"I grudgingly told him to come in. He flung himself down across my bed."Seriously Jessa, what happened on your date.?"I shrugged. I didn't want to tell him."You can tell me. Maybe I can give you. “Janie is at Band Camp ... or is it Cheerleader Camp this week? She’s not here,” Mrs. Ferguson said.The jeep is less pretentious than the Mazda. I took the Wagon.The Ferguson’s lived at 4th and Bridge in Dayton, sorta behind Crochan’s Hall, the Mercantile. Before it was the Mercantile, Crochan’s was a bar ... and a house of ill repute. Now it’s what passes for a general store. The little old lady who runs it also sells spinning wheels ... and she spins. I wouldn’t mind learning.And I can afford.