“No,” I lied, embarrassed.
“Yeah, that’s how we believed you,” Sue smiled derisively. “You’ll probably have to put a bunch right away as soon as your aunt pulls a thermometer out of your priests.”
I pursed my lips hurt.
“All the kids after the thermometer are popping,” Sue said, “And little Tommmy’s aunt didn’t have nothing to do under the gauze.
“It seems like it really wants a lot,” Vicky giggled.
The girls continued to tease me until Jenny took a thermometer from my priests.
Having strained with all my might, I still could not stand it and poked a little.
“Well, what did I tell you?” Jenny smiled. “And I screamed that I didn’t want much.”
“Little Tommy made my aunt a little poop,” Vicky laughed.
“Once again, I proved that you are no different from the chest,” Jenny told me mockingly. Bigolive sex.