Fine. I'm fine. How're you?"Mark chuckled. "I'm alright. You don't sound fine," he replied. "Haven't seen ya online. Just wondered if you were ok." Ye...h... yeah, I'm fine. I'm ok. How're you doing?"He laughed again. "Said I'm fine, ok?"There was another pause, and then we both went to speak at the same time."Sorry, you go 'head," I said timidly."Nah, go on," he replied.I smiled, turning to sit in my chair, and held the phone close to my ear with both hands."I'm ok," I whispered."You sure?". You communicate with your partner with looks and touch. You pull a hand where you want it to go. You show approval with a smile or you move with a little more energy, a bit more eagerly, with more urgency as you near climax. Charlotte made me want to moan. I fought back the urge. She would have to earn a sense of my satisfaction. Her mouth reached my aching ball sack and sucked in the left nut, then the right with just enough pressure that I thought it would hurt. The girl was all about. ...Had I liked it? It happened so fast. I didn't hate it. I hadn't pushed him away...And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My curiosity. And he'd said he'd had similar thoughts....I don't know... booze, Vegas, hotel room, privacy, trust.... it all combined in me, then...I stripped off my clothes and tossed them on the chair and walked into the bathroom. He couldn't hear me with the water running. I hesitated for a second... what was I thinking?... but even if this was a wrong move I. Opportunity hits us and we both turn just a little towards our mom and while reaching for a piece of popcorn we start to brush our hand against her tits. I noticed her eyes open some and stops eating the popcorn. We continued rubbing her tits, grabbing one kernel at a time this continues for a minute or two and that’s when I saw the first signs that she was enjoying her sons playing with her tits, it was when she tucked her hair behind her ear giving us an open face. When we saw this I went.