However, I stiffened and stopped sucking when I felt Maria’s hand moving down between us and to my horror I felt it slowly brushing against my stoma...h until her fingers very slowly closed around the length of my rigid cock.“Mmm, he’s nice!” Maria whispered. At this I stopped sucking and said in a low tone: “No Maria, we mustn’t; please do not touch me there. What would my aunt say if she knew? Please don’t touch me there!”“Sshh darling”, she replied. “You let me worry about that.” With that she. I wasn't what you'd call sexually experienced, although I wasn't a virgin either. I was used to the old ladies along the street, teasing me, trying - and succeeding - to make me blush. What if Joyce was only teasing? What if she wasn't, but was expecting me to be some kind of super-stud? These thoughts and many more plagued me on that short walk to her door. I stopped just as I was about to knock, fully intending to turn around and go back home. I really didn't relish the thought of this level. Bob was motioning Charlie to remove the top. Charlie saw her eyes open and quickly shook his head no. Sandy opted to take advantage of the situation and fake a bit of modesty. She reached behind herself, as if she wanted to retie the strings. The guys quickly figured out what Sandy already knew. She could not retie the knots by herself without standing up, and if she did that, she would lose the top. Sandy didn't really want their assistance but decided it would look better if she pretended to. Could she go through with it? She looked up at me quickly and I smiled softly at her letting her knowit would be alright if she stopped now... there was the briefest flickerof indecision in her eyes and then a look of determination replaced itand she turned back to the task at hand. I watched spellbound as Caroline closed her mouth over my steel hardshaft and as she sucked on me I shuddered at the implication of what shewas doing! Closing my eyes I revelled in the thought and feeling that.