One day I was seating in there and her grandfather and she came in. we where all in the hot water and i feel as where talking my foot being played wit.... after a while the foot got higher un till it was almost at my thigh inside my trunks. I got hard. I must of been twelve or so....As my friend get up to go to her towel. I figure out that It wasnt her, that was doing it.. By know Im confused but horny his foot was rubbing the base of my hard cock. he's got my ball sack between his toes going up. She was sitting in the rocking chair opposite the mirror the light behind her giving him a perfect view, her legs hooked over the arms so she was spread wide, her fingers idly gliding through her slit, she looked so sexy sitting there he could feel himself growing hard. Moving her hands up to her breasts cupping them her pink nipples semi hard her head back as she began to massage them, watching knead that soft pliant flesh made him weak at the knees, his hardness straining against his. Beyond that, I don’t really know how to describe it other than it’s exhilarating.Once it the ring, Dave acknowledged the crowd then did his usual routine of checking the tension of the ropes, getting a feel for the footing on the canvas, and just moving around in general. He did his best to ignore the outburst of applause when Wade came down the aisle. When Wade stepped into the ring, he also began checking its condition. The two men began moving about, seemingly oblivious of each other.. All four men were howling.Zeke feebly struggled when he was brought to the bench a second time but he was no match for our muscular builders even if his hands weren't secured. They bent him over the bench ready to whip his arse. "Do you want to do it Debs?" Benny asked.Before I could reply, Inks interrupted. "No. Sorry Deb but you're in no condition to swing the belt hard enough to give them what they deserve. I'll do it on your behalf." Inks or Inky was a huge coal black man with white teeth.