I slid off my shorts and shirt and threw them on the floor. I would not be needing them anymore. At that point I laid back on the bed and let Eric w...rk my cock. By now my cock was fully erect and once again Eric was not able to get the whole thing in his mouth, but still doing an excellent job. He was now laying on his stomach, one of his little hands was gently rubbing my balls while the other was resting on my stomach.I was totally enjoying watching his wavy blonde head bobbing up and. I just ... part of me wants to talk to him, but mainly just to find out why he didn't want me around, and I don't think I'm ever going to understand. If I didn't realise how bad it was then, I'm not likely to understand any better now, am I?" Probably you are," Hope argued, running a hand over his naked back as he slipped his shoes off. "Are you going for a shower?" Yes." He nodded, then stopped, thinking about why she might have asked. "Did you want to go first?" No." she shook her head, and. His right hand under his left arm, leaning toward me, he ran his fingers on the side of my tit.I turned to give him a better feel, letting him reach my nipple.The blanket was covering me from my shoulders to my waist; I moved my hand, making sure to keep it covered, to the top of his leg and squeezed it. I moved my fingers to the inside of his leg and rubbed him. I moved my hand toward his crotch and he moved to get himself closer to my curious hand. I slid my buttocks close to the guy and. ’ I honestly do not believe my daughters had thought that one through properly. Venice without Mary was hardly likely to cheer me up, now was it? Anyway eventually, and against my better judgement, I’d agreed to go with them. —– Telling them I’d meet them in one of the many pavement café’s that surround St Marks Square, after they’d had their fill of the cathedral, I took a stroll up one side of the Piazza under the colonnade, or whatever you call the bloody thing. I think I was intending to.