One, my wetness between my legs can be as much of a problem as my cock when I'm dressed and horny. Two, my amount of semen is related to how long it i... between sessions. I start to develop that pouch again after a day — and then its gusher season.Last week, I realized that I was tired of only playing with myself in the tub or cleaning up my nasty mess after my devil-cock explodes. I had to buy some magnum condoms (I did research, they exist!). There is a drug store on the way home from school,. I’ve never seen her so angry and upset. It became immediately obvious that this particular fetish was strictly taboo for her and she would have nothing to do with it.I was on an extended trip in Queensland and staying in a caravan park north of Brisbane. I was online on an adult baby supplies website, ordering some nappies when I noticed on the website that the owner of the business was “…happy to assist in changing a wet nappy if help was required” My eyes bugged out of my head! The site had a. " Oh, I don't mind showing it off," she laughed and turned around so her back was to him. She pulled the straps of her one-piece off her shoulders and slid them down her arms, then slid the suit and her shorts down to expose her whole butt. "I guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. One of those places I mentioned I worked at was a nudist resort in California." Very nice," Roger commented, not specifying exactly what he was talking about. He noticed that the cattail stalks did indeed end well down. I was a statue, I didn't know what to say or do, and was hoping to god she didn't see my story about her sleepover."Sisters Sleepover Part One" She read out the title of my story slowy. I was now frozen in fear as I just stared at my laptop. She got up slowly, she was dressed now, in a white sundress with her hair in a ponytail. She didn't have any make up on, so I'm guessing she had just woken up because she ALWAYS had make up on. "Want to explain something to me?" She asked me, standing about.