”My struggling eased a bit as I felt his hand grip my cock through my shorts. I could hear him in my ear grunting and saying something I couldn’t ...quite make out. He gripped me harder and I knew I was liking it. When he grabbed my balls and squeezed I stopped breathing for a second then moaned. His hand slipped in my shorts and grabbed my shaft. He squeezed tightly and started to stroke me up and down. I stopped resisting and grabbed the arm that was stroking me.He stopped, pulled away his hand. He shivered and sighed and wanted me to do it again. So I did. Isucked it. Lips and tongue and suction and I did it until he squirmedagain, having trouble sucking in air. Until he shivered and shuddered andcame. I let him sit on my lap, my adult cock sticking up and he strokedit or I stroked it until I came. He was fascinated by cum. All young boysare. Ia that what you like in a boy? Naked and smooth and hard, hislittle man sticking up, his small balls tight up against his body justbefore he. “It’s really okay. You know that I think it’s hot when others get a chance to get a peek. It’s such a turn on.”Ken added, “I’m okay with it too Erica.” He laughed and added, “And I do think you should maybe think about giving me a hand job.”“You’ve got a prayer,” Erica said as she took another gulp of wine.Ken and I looked at each other as Erica sat back seemingly unaware that were getting a wonderful view. Her thong had clearly worked its way into the slit of her pussy exposing her puffy. How she will come to know if I masturbate. Next day, I will be normal and she will have no clue. So I decided to masturbate and did it 2 to 3 times at a stretch and slept peacefully.The next day, as instructed by my mistress, I shaved properly without leaving any single pubic hair, applied lavender cream, wore the panty which I bought the previous day and went to her home at sharp 8am.She was at her sexy attire. She was wearing a tube top with leggings and a high heels. She was having a loose.