She buttered my French toast while I held it steady. At her insistence, I returned the favors, as best I could, reaching left-handed across in front o...f myself to cut and butter. At one point I forgot and reached for the juice with my right hand and her left wound up in my plate. Instead of napkins we licked butter and syrup off each other.Having been told what was going on, Mom and Elaine enjoyed our naked antics, and all I could do was blush.It being Saturday breakfast clean-up was my chore --. He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.I had to hustle to keep up and it made hiding the bulge in my shorts impossible. The fast walking pace had my cock bouncing up and down inside the loose shorts, rubbing against the material and making me even further aroused. Passers-by were noticing.... an older man chasing after a young femboy and with a hard-on. But these were all strangers to me, I decided. I ceased caring and caught up with my new friend. I reached. She slid his coat off his broad shoulders and then slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. She looked up to him, his brilliant green eyes boring into her as she finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. She gasped as she looked at the thatch of black hair over his chest, the firm muscles and his flat slightly ridged abs as she worked her fingers into opening his pants. ‘Boots,’ he rumbled as she stroked the large bulge in his slacks. She nodded before leaning down and. I watched for a while captivated by the sight before me. After a few moments the woman in the blue chair grabbed the towel and threw it onto the hardwood floor. I could clearly see a big, dark wet stain on it. I suddenly got so hard I thought the fabric in my jeans would burst through. I began to undo my belt and then my zipper as I pulled out my cock and began to slowly stroke it awaiting this woman’s next move.As I sat there in the darkness of the summer night I watched carefully,.