Is it in Rome? The piss never stops flowing from that little boy's dick. I would do that in front of my mother, Joe, or the middle of the Via Veneto. ... would drink your piss, Joe, or your cum, till there was nothing left!'' By this time, other women were around Joe, kissing his face and the top of his head. Some touches were landing between his legs. "I am just an ordinary man. I am excited, as you say. All these beautiful women surround me. They are...all...how shall I say? They are all ready. I wrap my arms around his torso as he revs the engine and lifts his boots off of the road. I grip tighter and lean in as he speeds around the curves. I’m half erect against his back by the time we arrive. I linger like this a little bit longer than I should after we park but he doesn't stop me. We have an uneventful beer at the next bar and then he offers to let me crash on his couch. The second bike ride feels even more intimate. I rub my hands on the tops of his thighs as I get settled, my. .. 'Why not do this right, ' I thought.I ordered a dozen each for delivery before noon. Then I thought, now how am I going to do this. I already know I love the two of them. What I don't know, is if they can really love me. I can take care of them well enough; but what do I tell them, and when do I say it?I came up with a good story. I wouldn't lie to them. I would just downplay things. I could tell them I didn't work, because I owned some rental property that paid for all my needs. Then I. Try and stay away from government systems from now on, because that could really come back to haunt us." Yeah, I know. I just really wanted to know I could do it." Okay, good job, I guess."Even though she looked appropriately apologetic, she was having a lot of trouble hiding her excitement and pride. I wasn't that worried she would keep doing this, or take things to a level where we could really be in trouble; that just wasn't her. It's hard to be annoyed at her when she was so happy. She just.