He put his hand on it to feel it thicken slightly and uncurl a bit, displaying its usual independence. Ben smiled to himself. “Okay, junior, what’...s on YOUR mind?” He put two fingers and the thumb of his left hand around its root, gripping it lightly while his ring finger and pinky rested on his scrotum. Ben’s balls began to tighten up. Ben shifted slightly, rolling a few degrees to his left to free up his right arm and hand. With the fingertips of his right hand, he lightly tapped the tip of. But I guess it must have been a lot more judging by their smiles and effusive thanks!The very second they left, a vision in white appeared from the bedroom and took my breath away. White baby doll nightdress over a white sling bra that left her nipples free, a narrow white suspender belt, white stockings with the white panties that I'd spotted earlier and white mules on her feet."Oh princess," I said rather hoarsely, "you look gorgeous." and she giggled as my robe began to rise under pressure. Undertaker, sure. Companion? Nope.Zo buckled down and REALLY studied that manual ... it took three weeks with a magnifying glass but she got to the going with the hero part.“Look here,” she said, holding the magnifier over the offending paragraph. “See?”“If you would hold still I might be able to see. Right now a bicycle going down the 174 Spanish Steps of Rome would have less vibration,” I said. “Gimmie that!”I grabbed the handle and looked. Sure enough ... A hero’s companion is meant to. As I moved down the row one moved so I could sit between them.A little nervous I watched the movie. Suddenly I felt a hand on my right knee. It moved up my leg a little quicker this time. As he reached my crotch, the movie ended and the theater went dark. I felt hands on either side of me pulling me up. As I stood, my shirt was taken off and my pants pulled down. The sudden cool air made my dick stiffen with excitement. I felt hands on my butt squeezing my butt cheeks and a hand on my dick..