The beer smell of his moustache overtook me as it bristled against me. We continued as he traced his finger along both of my thighs. My heart leapt as...it gently brushed past my balls. Maybe performance wouldn't be an issue."I think we can relax him more," Lou said, standing upright. He lifted his head. I heard their lips meet again above me, my face now pressed between her soft tits and his. I could almost taste the remnants of detergent on his sweatshirt, expressed from the heat of his chest. No doubt each of the guys were sizing up each other and wondering what might be under each of their shorts.We agreed to leave the pub around a half hour later as the guys had a drink or two under their belts. The last member to join us was Johnny – he was too shy to meet us in the pub so he met us in the street up the road from the pub. Being 25 and the youngest member of the group, Johnny was very anxious about how the afternoon would go. My apartment was a short 5 minute stroll from the pub.. We were just having a bit of good dirty fun! It hasn't hurt Ron a bit, and it certainly hasn't hurt me.”"Yeah, we've been havin' a good time. We didn't mean any harm, honest, Dad! It just kinda happened." I smiled nervously. "Richard. It's not as terrible as you might think." "But why? Why, Kandy?" "You don't know, darling? Come here, Ronnie, it's all right, don't worry, I want to show your father why I've been spreading my legs for you."Richard watched Ronnie dutifully stand by my side. I. He was laughing and receiving high fives from his mates. I was clearly the topic of discussion. He was young and so forgave his lack of discretion. I offered to get another round of drinks and snaked my way through mass of bodies to the bar. I made sure my route took me in sight of Cody and as expected he followed me. He obviously wanted more as well. As before, he pressed up hard behind me and once again I could feel his thick pole pressing into the small of my back. He leant forward so he was.