"Nope. It doesn't."Amy looked at her mother curiously. "Mother, what's wrong with you? How come you're not all excited?" Well, for one thing, you've f...orgotten the Golden Rule: no one talks about anything sexual in this house, no one does anything sexual in this house, and in fact, no one even thinks anything sexual in this house. I don't care if Brad and Eric are both gone for the whole afternoon, we have to be consistent about that, because you just never know." M'kay, Mother," Amy said,. His eye got a twinkle in it.“Yes” He said, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. My dick started twitching upwards like the hand of a ticking clock. I tried subtly suppressing it with my forearm. I started getting horny again, really horny, I could tell he was too. “If there was a dick, like right in your face, would you suck it?” I asked him, getting bolder and hornier, it was just like back in 5th form maths.“Who’s? Yours?” He asked with a cheeky smile. I didn’t know what to say. My. Not yet. That would probably freak out Brenda this early in the evening, not to mention who knows how Mom would react. Would she scream in protest, or demand to take charge of the stroking? There's no telling with her lately, before she gets seriously horny. No, it's better to hold off a bit until everyone is even more hot and bothered. I'm sure I'll be enjoying a lot of stroking and sucking before the night is over. Patience, my Padawan, patience.So he said, "Brenda, it's no big deal. Look. She wrapped her arms around me, pulled me in close and ground herself against me again. She had to feel my hard on this time. This time, there was no hiding it, and looking down at the top of her head, I thought I could see her smile. I did hear her breathe another, big, sigh and pulled me in tighter. My response was to hold her just as tightly.We didn't make it back to the table very quickly. In fact, we danced about four or five more numbers before I had to take a break. We got back to the.