I'm not even going to touch your dick either. See how red and angry your little rocket looks?" I looked down and saw my dick pointing back up at me wi...h a rope of pre-cum hanging on the tip. Ted's hand was still churning my sore nut sack below it, and just like he said, he never touched my dick. Instead, I think he used the side of his thumb to rub the space between the base of my penis and the top of my balls, and when he did I felt what seemed like an electric charge start at my toes and run. We was now surrounded by 3 guys who didn't speak barely any English slowly rubbing themselves in front of us. I was sitting there with a semi hard cock but hadn't moved as I didn't want mum to notice. She turned to me and said, what should I do. I was sipping on a drink and spat it out in laughter, do what I said. I don't no she said laughing. With that I wasn't going to miss my chance if seeing something here. I could tell mum was enjoying this and maybe wanted something to happen. I stood up. Annette parroted her, and seemed just as insistent."I don't know," I started to say, then wiggled my eye brows adding. "Me in a hot tub with the two of you? I did mention I prefer hot women like you two, didn't I?" Oh, you," said Annette.Lois said, "Hey, does Papa George owe you any more favors?" Come to think of it, yes," I said. "So what kind of food did you have in mind?"Annette said, "Angel hair pasta with the Clam sauce." I want his Lasagna."Lois rubbed her tummy and licked her lips like. Oh, you want it so bad. “Fuck me, fuck me!” You say, urgently encouraging him. Then he holds your hips tight and grunts out an “Ahhhhh.” All of a sudden, you feel a tingle over your whole body. A wonderful, addictive tingle that only another man can provide. He collapses on top of you, his big cock still deep inside you. You turn your head for him to kiss you, or is it for you to kiss him? Your mouths meet. Slowly, passionately, you kiss, open mouthed, tongues dancing. You find yourself.