I stopped in the middle of the afternoon for a break and went over to my truck. After getting a drink, I sat next to Laura and we started to make out....Soon I had my hand under her t-shirt and was playing with those rubbery, erect nipples. We kissed and petted one another for a good 20-minutes and pre-cum was soaking my briefs.When we broke off the kiss and I stood up, she plaintively moaned, "You just can't leave me like this!" So, horny as I was, I pulled off her shirt and we continued with me. We can go out later if you don’t like it or if your still hungry.” Kevin suggested “ Yeah that’s fine, I don’t care.” replied Joe. So Kevin proceeded to put the soup into bowls. Joe had an itch on his leg where the underwear leg was, so he itched it and pulled up the leg far enough to where his big balls popped out. Kevin came over and set the soup down and noticed Joe’s balls. Now Kevin thought imagine fucking the brains out of my son. But then he though that was sick and walked away. Later. This was way beyond arousal. I decided that it was at least nine rousals. Sonja glanced at my dick and J.C.’s gaze followed. He swallowed hard. “We have a nice chick breast. I mean chicken breast. And it’s fried cunt style. I mean country style.” “We’ll have two of those, please,” ordered Sonja. “Thanks.” Before he had turned away Sonja’s tits were back under cover and her left hand was mindlessly playing with her Coke. Her right hand was mindfully playing with my cock. It was inevitable that. Finally, he gently placed his hand on my knee and left it there. Maybe he had been encouraged by my lack of response to his advances. This time, I acknowledged the intrusion and put my hand under the table, gently and slowly moving his hand away from me.I was frozen with the events happening to me. How was this going on without them even noticing? Keith didn't give up. Even as I brushed his hand away, he casually continued to search for me under the table, never giving away his intent to the.