It was my turn to remove my own blue briefs, which I did with some hesitation. My little dick sat there behind a bush of brown hair and was barely pee...ing out. We just stood there and looked at each other's units and sort of bit our lips in anticipation. "So, James...can I touch it?" He looked up at me and said "Sure you can, Ray. Can I touch yours' too?" I nodded yes and then we reached over to each others' semi-hard penises. The moment he touched me, I was in heaven. I had never had someone. "And are you?" Mum asked with a laugh when Helen took hold of her hand and placed it beneath her skirt."Hot, yes," mum laughed. "Definitely shaven, ooh yes and wet too!" Where's Karen?" Helen asked. "I can hardly wait to meet her."Two soft lips on my neck answered her question and a low sultry voice in my ear said just loud enough for mum and Helen to hear, "Karen's right here Helen, do you mind if I don't believe Kelly, I'd much rather find out for myself?"It was mind-blowing stuff as mum, and. Zilch. This is like selling fire to Satan. He’s staring at my breasts and snapping the springs on the clothespins and if he doesn’t stop doing that I’m going to pee on myself.What the hell - in for a penny, in for a pound. “I’ll play with myself at the table.”That, at least, raises an eyebrow, if only momentarily. OK, got to give him something really good, for him at least - hard to do when he takes what he wants, but there is one fig leaf of dignity he hasn’t peeled away, one detour into. Jean found Mark’s insatiable appetite for knowledge refreshing, and she was more than happy to share his new finds with him since she too loved learning. However, they didn’t always share the same love of different types of music.Mark had learnt that a company had devised a machine to play a form of a vinyl disc that music could be recorded on. You had to wind up a spring to make it spin but he, of course, used a little magic, so it didn’t run out of energy.Mark found through experimenting that.