God, to see that boy’s hands, glistening and dripping with gooey lotion that made the watching husband think, confusedly and yet irresistibly, of sperm, as they travelled slowly, caressingly, hungrily over the teasing, nearly bare body of the other man’s wife! Mm, to watch him stroke those exquisitely feminine hips, and the sensuous undulation of her spine, and those shapely round shoulders! Oh, and the boy would cup and caress her, exciting himself with every sleek curve and plane as Brad looked on embarrassedly. He would pay special attention to those flattened breasts pushed out tempting and round beneath her raised arms. He would squeeze them, and maybe slide his hands underneath the mockingly smirking w***e to pinch at their hidden tips, with his organ swelling so thick and obvious in
