Recent Blog: HORNY SPANISH FLIES HORNYSPANISHFLIES.COM take care of myself when I get home," I admitted, then followed with the admission that I did that several nights a week thinking about not only her daughter but others.
It was as if we were in a parallel universe, as if I was in confession and she was going to give me approval or forgiveness or something. I spilled out details of how I'd masturbate, how often I'd fantasize and about whom, you name it. I admitted I was a virgin, had never gotten to third base, and how some of my friends had.
"It can be wonderful, Jon, but you are too young, wait for a while, savor the experience of experimenting, of the chase, of the anticipation. It's something you will never forget."
Mrs. Penniwell turned over and looked me squarely in the eyes. "Can I ask you something personal?"
I nodded yes.
"How big is your cock?"
I stuttered and stammered once again. This woman asked questions that women weren't supposed to ask. Wondering if it was a test, and whether she's suddenly slap me, I merely stared.
"Just asking, Jon, you don't have to answer. But I have to tell you I am a little concerned about you and Janet, and I really think you have been pressuring her a little too much. She's not ready for sex." With that she got up, put on her flowing white cotton robe and strode into the house leaving me confused as to what to do next. Was I supposed to leave? Wait for Janet? Swim?
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