I Knew he was wanting me to give him a blow job of course, but I'd never done it and had no idea how it should be done. I didn't want him to know I di...n't know how, but I had to tell him because I was more worried about doing it wrong.He brushed the hair off my face with his hand, smiled at me and softly told me not to worry. "I can teach you how if you want, but it's not something you have to do".I wanted desperately to please him, and he had such an easy going manner that I just felt myself. They cried piteously but we men were forceful and soon each of us had our crying, nude and kicking woman picked up and bodily carried out to our waiting cars. We guys had gotten on rather well, as each of us was sort of used to our wildly unpredictable women. Apparently we had much hardship to commiserate over, and a great many glasses of good wine were drunk as each of us related some of their wilder adventures. Chris, Rose’s fiancée, and I seemed to hit it off instantly and we soon became. “Will Smith is a drunk superhero type guy,” Stacey said through a mouthful of pizza.“He is one sexy chocolate man, the things I would do to him if I had...”“Mom! Could you please not be gross in front of us?” Stacey joked.“What? I'm just saying. I know you girls run around here thinking like that all the time.”“Us? No were good girls. We don't like things like that,” Terra said in a baby voice.“Sure you don't. What about you Chris, you have a girlfriend yet?”“Uhh nope not yet, I guess I'm still. She couldn't see his face because it was hidden by the passenger seat, but she could see her son's midsection clearly.Helen almost gasped aloud when she saw he was playing with himself. His hand was moving up and down between his drawn up thighs as the young boy stroked his cock through his pants. It was obvious he was masturbating. Helen had never thought of her son jacking-off before, and strangely, it excited her. He was a male after all... he had a prick, and it would get hard... and if he.