"Of course you are," added Debbie, coming to my support."Why don't you show me," I dared her, trying to press home theadvantage."Actually, I have an i...ea," Debbie interjected.I was immediately wary. A slightly drunk Debbie's ideas were usuallydangerous."The question is, Ron, will you also be up to it," she asked with araised eyebrow and then began whispering something in Sonya's ear. AsDebbie whispered, I could see Sonya's eyes getting a naughty glint."Oh oh!" I thought. I don't like the way. He can tell im confused he tells me to relaxe that i will enjoy it so he continues to wrapp his hand around my cock strokeing me slowly it felt so much better him doing it than when i do it. he continued stroking me till pre-cum was coming out thats when he slowly lowered his self down between my legs till his face was right there at my crotch thats when he took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it till i thought i would pass out it felt so good in his warm mouth he just kept a slow even. I laughed along with them, not quite sure whether I should have told them off, but as they were both old enough and only having a little fun I didn’t see any harm in it. In fact, the sight before me was pretty erotic and I was having to concentrate on not getting a hard-on. Making it slightly worse was the fact that I had put on a pair of jogging bottoms and a T-shirt after my shower to be more comfortable, and any erection would be harder to hide than in jeans.“Girls, I think you both need to. She nodded yes and kept it up her stroking motion, then drove me insane with lust as she slid her bikini bottoms to the side, so I glanced over into the family room where Marsha was involved with a TV show. I slid my shorts down around my ankles and began masturbating. Of course, Marsha walked around the corner just then and gasped in shock. Raymond, what the hell are you doing! she shouted. My erection sagged noticeably as I jumped and I could have stopped beating off right then. But I was.