“Its happening!” Sarah gasped as she clutched at her tingling cock with one hand and braced herself against a dick bin with the other.
“Won’t be long now.” Phoebe said as she watched. “The wait I mean, you’ll still be hung!”
“Hows it feel, Sarah?” Charlotte asked her.
“Tight!” Sarah gasped,”It…. I don’t know if it hurts or not?”
“Just a bit longer, Sar.” Phoebe encouraged her.
Sarah’s foreskin was burning with an almost pleasurable heat now and they could all see it flexing and tightening up over the acorn of her glans as the ointment did its work. It seemed like a long time to all of them, especially Sarah, but after about 2 minutes Sarah’s dick now had a tight pucker to it that promised a lifetime of protection and sensitivity.
Sarah let go of her cock after the tingling subsided and they all stared at it for a moment as it hung there limp but thick and heavy like a skin colored banana.
“I won’t tell your mom you did this, Sar.” Charlotte broke the ice jokingly.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Sarah said,”She was kvetching at me just yesterday about getting cut.”
“I was telling Michelle just last week that we need to just toss all of our cut dildos.” Phoebe said,”Nobody wants them.”
“I guess I’m kind of the postergirl for that?” Sarah laughed as she played with her taut pucker.
“Until I get my dick finally.” Charlotte said impatiently,”Can we get to that now please?!”