I fingered my penis and balls, ran my fingertips through my thick pubic hair and lightly stroked my straining shaft. I brushed and tickled my lust swo...len and pleasure sensitised penis with my mother’s light blue panties and ran the smooth satin between my spread legs imagining the soft feel of a girl’s fingers, lips, tongue and hair on my naked body. Fingering my penis I remembered the last time I’d had the delicious experience of someone else’s hand between my legs and round my hard up cock.. ”“And you both like the attention don’t you? You’re 2 really cute exhibitionists aren’t you?” “Yes, I guess that we are; not complaining are you?”“Fuck no,” Tom said, “you can spread your legs in front of me anytime that you like.”“They didn’t say that they were nymphomaniacs Tom.” Ben said then turned to B and me, “are you?”Neither B nor I said anything, just smiled. After about a minutes silence Tom got up and said that he was going for some more beers. When he came back he continued,“So do. He had planned to start after only taking a year off, but he'd gotten really into his hobby of practicing hypnotism and delayed his initial plans.He had hoped to parlay his talent into an actual career, but he found that without a degree he could not practice hypnosis as a form of therapy. Nor had he found any traction in trying to get paid gigs at either parties or as a performer somewhere. However, he'd practiced on several friends and most of his family once or twice. Usually he just helped. By the time we'd finished eating I was shaking like a leaf and had a stomach full of butterflies. A few guests came and went, we exchanged pleasantries with them...he went up to check on his traveling companion. By the time he came back down stairs his body language was telling me that I was probably going to get some BBC for Christmas. I immediately started concentrating on some body language of my own. If he was as interested as he seemed, I would probably be going to sleep with a nice gaping.