"I guess so," he replied. I didn't bother continuing with the Curly part of the gag. I just hoped that the three of them were more than a running joke....I had asked a dozen questions, but could never get any information about the team. I could understand, if it was for security reasons, but these clowns didn't have any idea about security. I had a feeling they didn't give me the information because they put the team together from leftovers at the last minute.We stopped at a drive thru pizza take. So the ladies kept their men very much under control and supervision, as they were very particular to the sexual condition of the men. There was one particular key point in older times, which made up for the half of the whole femdom matriarchial attitude back then. It was the no-relief policy. There was a total and complete sperm relief denial. All of the erotic and sexual activities which took place at the time, where "dry", meaning, there was no semen escaping from the males. Only in such a. Kevin took his chance and spun around. He pushed his ass back intoSteve's crotch and moaned in humiliation as he could feel a very hardcock. Even through Steve's pants, it was unmistakable. Kevin began togrind for all he was worth, and Steve gripped his hips and danced withhim. Kevin could see Tina and her roommates as they pointed and laughedat him. He bit his lip nervously, but the look on Tina's face put himmore at ease. She nodded her head in approval and raised her drink tohim. His. He was well and caught by Mrs Reed, wife of the local lawyer who had seen his car parked above the spillway and had gone down to fish as well and got a good look at his special “rod” as Bert was a “big boy” with a very large cock. “Relax, Bert!” she approached the terrified fifteen year old boy. “Call me Amanda or Mandy! I,m not going to tell on you you naughty boy! I want to have some sexy fun with you! Would you like that then?” “Er. Yes please Mrs. Reed!” Bert stammered awkwardly. “First.