She gazed up at him and as he continued to caress her breasts he saw the passion sparking again in her amethyst eyes. He slid his hands down her sides... and over her hips. His palms found their way to the inside of her thighs and pressed upwards. His fingers reached the tops of her legs and she held her breath. One finger boldly slid between her silky folds. He could feel the wetness that he had left there and he easily slid a finger inside of her. She released the breath with a rush and arched. What if I win?"Dorothy laughed heartily. "George, this is YOU we're talking about! Do you really believe you can win?"George shook his head ruefully. "No, not really. You're right. Who in their right mind would choose me?"And so George, at the behest of several friends and with the encouragement of his wife, signed the release forms that put him in the contest.At first George didn't mind. Dorothy had been right. Just for being in the contest they were able to travel to all the places they had. "“Really? Would seeing my erection make my mother wet?" Yes, it would. In fact, seeing you like that would make any woman wet."“I’m thrilled to hear that,” I said, feeling my firm cock twitching."Rightly so, Sam,” she said. “Okay, I’m going now. Ask your mother to bring you over after Ben goes home. See you later."“Will do, bye.”I hung up and called toward the kitchen. "Mom, after Ben’s dad collects him, Aunty says she wants me at Dan’s place to help keep him company. That okay?”“That's fine,. I opened his fly and touched his cock through his underwear. “Does that mean yes?” He asked. “Let me undress you,” I said. I unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it loose from his waistband and pushed it over his shoulders and down his arms. I touched the smooth soft skin of his chest with my fingertips and pressed my lips against him, smelling his clean maleness and tasting it with my tongue. I ran my hands down his sides, reaching around him and hugging him tight. “You'll have to do the cuffs,” he.