Levine approached me and, while never losing eye contact, gripped my shaft through my shorts and squeezed my cock. “Oh, Mac…that’s one BIG d...ck……can I take a look at it?” “Ah…uh….well, if you think it’s OK Mrs……ah, Laura.” The next thing I knew, Mrs. Levine pulled my shorts and my boxers down to about mid-thigh. My rock hard 8” cock popped up and stood straight out in front of my groin. This woman old enough to be my mother just stared at my tool and smiled. “That thing is. “Not drink, man fuck,” I insisted, “Take next turn I insist!”“Thank you very much sir,” he agreed.He did not even take his trousers off, the cad. That is the trouble with the lower orders no manners. Still he gave an admirable performance causing Jess to cry out more than once as he sated her.“Thank you very much Gentlemen,” he said as he wiped his cock on a tray cloth, “Is there anything else I can get you.”“Bloody pistol to run Bloody Bunty through with.” someone suggested.“Shoot, running. After a while, he pulled out and gave me the signal to give him a turn with my much larger circumsized speciman. It was...heaven! His hands were so soft and caring while he seemed to perform a kind of worship on the exposed boyhood I had presented him with. He licked and sucked, then wanked me while keeping my cock head in his mouth! He clearly knew what he was waiting for - and continued his massage unrelenting until he could feel my cock switch from firm to rock hard - when he removed his. I awoke about 6am and went into the kitchen and saw this boy picking up around the pool and diving in to retrieve things, i walked out in my robe, and said who are you, he said i'm chase your pool boy and clean up boy, he was a stunning boy an inch less than me, blue eyes just like mine, and blond hair, well i said your doing a good job keep it up, as i walked away he said i do do good jobs and i can keep it up, i looked at him and he smiled, then went back in to the house. i went to take a.