She still did not move nor speak.He began to slowly stroke himself. And he gradually became harder and harder. Stephen continued to look directly at h...is mother. She looked from his erection to his eyes and back again. All she could get herself to say was a feeble, "Oh, Stephen..." I think you like seeing this. Am I right?" Carly wanted to reply, or at least to nod her head. But she was frozen. "I like you watching me play with it, Mom. I thought I probably would, and I was right. I guess it's. ” He said. She smiled a sexy smile, “my name is Annette, but everyone calls me Anny, and you would be surprised at just how many Irish women recognise you. “Let’s just say that you will never have to go home alone.” She looked him in the eye, “I just need to clean myself off you,” she said, and she moved suddenly so that her face was at his crotch. Her tongue slowly licked the tip of his penis and made it twitch, she smiled at this and sucked it into her mouth where it grew rapidly. Glen felt. The thought goes up in smoke when I feel his leg brush against my own. I freeze up. A menu appears in front of me and Alexandar begins to read off of it. Jonathan joins in, and between the two of them, they go through the whole thing. I relax and shrug off my response. I try to decide what to order but the menu is so huge, I am easily overwhelmed. When they stop and silence descends, I grow hot with embarrassment. I realize they are waiting for me to tell them what I want. There are so many. It’s first come, first served, so be quick.”I adjust my apron, pleased to feel my cock push against the material. Great, they’ll love that… if it stays hard. If not, I’ve requested a jar of pickled cucumbers and, provided Lucy’s remembered, I can tease them with those. Okay… Jam on the skin, wooden spoons for spanking. My excitement builds; adrenaline surging, cock throbbing.“And finally,” says Lucy, “I’ve booked the back room at the Hare and Pheasant for after show drinks. So I’ll see you.