I won’t do it.” “Dad!” He shouted across the bar in a serious voice, then had to repeat it to gain his father’s attention. I didn’t believ...e he had done it, but the evidence was incontrovertible. I was apoplectic with a mixture of rage and panic. “Please Ben, don’t tell him,” I whispered. He looked down at me haughtily. “You’ll do as asked?” What choice was there? I nodded, deflated, and he smiled before turning back to hail his father again. “I’m getting Caitlin a drink. Do you want the same. Each time she ran her fingers over his stomach, she dipped a little lower below his waistband. She was getting stirred up again, despite her recent release, so she pulled one leg back from his waist, using the newfound leverage to grind her sensitive clit against his hard sweatpant-clad thigh.Ken ran a hand over a nipple as he moved his mouth back to her neck, determined to start back on his path, despite the distracting feeling of her grinding her pussy against his leg and the constant feel of. I looked around, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, .'I can't here' I said, my words were thick and my throat was tight and my mouth dry, and I swayed unsteadily on my feet, so much so, he laughed and grabbed my arm to steady me, suddenly it felt he had called my bluff.'Steady baby', he said and he led me to a small tent, his and he ushered me inside, and crawled in behind me. Suddenly we were alone, the tent was dark green in colour, like an ex military and even darker inside where. Fliss who loved to flirt with me remarked as we danced together “My Goodness. Vicar. Is that ALL you?” She was referring to my stiff cock which was prodding her as we slow danced. “Yep, every inch of me!” I replied. “I,ll Measure you a bit later.” she “accidentally” ran her fingers over my trouser encased Male meat as she made the promise. It was Rex who invited us to their house for more drinks and as both houses were within easy walking distance it Didn,t take long to reach their house. We.