It doesn’t hurt at all, and I know it’s getting better all the time.”
“Before you know it, you won’t need me to bathe and dress you anymore,” Donna said absentmindedly, realizing with some sadness that it was true. She was enjoying her increased time with Randy. Ok XXX One morning, well after Ed had left in the pre-dawn darkness for another day in the fields, it was time for Randy’s shower. She didn’t stop washing his cock, and it didn’t stop its slow inflation. Randy stood with his back to her, trying to maintain some dignity by hiding his crotch. She stared at his cock, now becoming limp, strings of sticky ejaculate like webs across the swollen purple head.
