I drifted from his hips, to his thighs and up again. Pausing, looking back to his eyes, I touched it with my fingertip, from the hair between his thig...s all the way to its tip and back, then the underside. I heard him exhale and looked back up at him. “You’re killing me, Darling. Here, like this.”He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around himself, firmly pulling my hand up to the tip and back, and up again. “Does it hurt? When I squeeze your...”“Cock?” He chuckled. “Say it,Abigail. Look at me and. First I told Cheryl "it" was called a cock not an "it". Next I told her with the proper stimulation my cock grew a lot bigger. Cheryl stepped up to me and touched the head of my cock with her small slender fingers. My cock twitched and Cheryl jumped back. Without saying a word, Cheryl stepped up to me again and placed her hand as far around my cock as she could. I couldn't get my own hand around my cock and Cheryl's small hand seemed extra small trying to wrap around me. Since I didn't tell her. At the same time, I was checking her boobs as she removed her pallu to give me a massage more comfortably.She ran her hands on my thighs and I got a strong hard-on. I knew she is seeing my hard dick but she was comfortable around it. Then she said, “Dear, ask your girlfriend to give you the same massage,” and gave me a wink. Then I took bath, had lunch, and slept nicely.In the evening, uncle came to my room and woke me up and gave me a glass full of some medicine saying, it was a desi medicine. It's like there is this hollow place inside of me that I just can't fill alone. And Frank doesn't seem anxious to fill it," she explained."Rach, all marriages go through periods like that. You need to sit down with Frank and let him know how you feel," Ellen said, suddenly laughing as the thought struck her,"Naturally, you'll have to fit this conversation in between doing the wash, making dinner, getting the kid to do their homework and putting them to bed." Ellen made an obvious.