In between she focused the kneading of my penis on to my balls instead and It was a tight grip which took me of surprise and started to play with It a... if It was a toy or some stress buster ball. Since she was nearing her orgasm, I was bit scared as I didn’t want her to squeeze my balls very tight out of ecstasy like how she was pressing my dick too hard.I guess she knew what she was doing, she played with my balls with such delicate and yet firm grip, I loved every bit of It. She used to hold. " Daddy, they were never like this before!"Grant grinned slyly. "Guess it's the old Blaine charm." Daddy!" Turn your back around here and hand me the soap," Grant said as he kneeled by the bathtub."What are you going to do, Daddy?" I'm just going to soap your back. That's all." She still looked at him suspiciously. "You seem to be upset, and a backrub always puts the mind at ease."She handed him the bar of soap, and he began running it over her shoulders and back."Mmmmmmmm..." Feel good?". He was gorgeous, really fit with nice hard abs that showed a few veins under the skin. His red hair was slight, almost downy as it ran across the inside of his thighs, and his pubes were trimmed so only a small round patch remained just above his cock. And his cock was impressive; he wasn't hard yet, maybe halfway there. Uncut, thick and long. A monster. It swung as he pushed closer to me, his way of telling me that it was his turn. I obliged, releasing both of the other guys so I could. .. maybe it could help him give his Mom the only gift she truly wanted. The gift he felt she needed.The boy finally reached the ticket booth. Anya stared at the intense blue eyes, older than they should be. Aged by pain and responsibility. She noted that she was wrong in her age estimate. His small size and soft features had deceived her eyes. He was almost 14."Can I help you?"The boy took a deep shuddering breath. This was it. Ted's last chance to turn and run before potentially making a total.