The biscuit I had just bitten fell apart, showering my lap with crumbs. Mum tutted and leaned forward to brush the crumbs away with her hand. As she b...ushed, her hand pressed against the hardness of my young cock and she squeezed gently, feeling the outline through my jeans. All of the crumbs had been swept from my lap, but Mum left her hand there, kneading my cock through the denim. She reached higher and unfastened the button, and unsipped me until my fly was gaping open and she could stroke. Because itwas a women's shirt the buttons buttoned on the opposite side than amens shirt. She knew no one would notice. Boys and men didn't knowsuch things and women who did know wouldn't notice or even if they didthey would be polite enough not to say anything.The last thing was shoes. She really couldn't have him wear any of hershoes. It wasn't a matter of size but there was no way to not noticethey weren't women's shoes, especially since most of them had some sortof heel. But even the. He saw what Victor was doing to me and he smiled. My hubby smiled back and told Stuart that he could do the same, because it really turned me on…Walking to the dance floor, the black guy smiled when we saw a girl stroking her boyfriend’s dick. I could not help watching him cum in her hand. As we danced, Stuart rubbed his crotch against mine and I liked the feeling of his hard erection. He started feeling my tits and my hard nipples. Then he knew I was really excited…I was surprised but even. He was six-foot three inches and easily weighed two hundred forty pounds. While Collette was all quick movements and darting thoughts, Bill was deliberate, and made Caleb think of the inexorable power of a glacier moving. And he was gentle. If Collette could be called fiery in her protection of JJ, Bill would be the bulwark of a mighty castle wall. Caleb liked him immediately.Brandon Hawthorn, or Bran as they called him, was Collette's brother. Bran and Bill had been best friends growing up..