Bobby was quite upset, justifiably so. Upon his return from university, he had come out as gay to his parents. They went ballistic and threw him out o... the house. He loved his family, was badly hurt by his parent’s rejection. Exhausted, he went to bed in my spare room. Later, as I came to bed myself, I could hear him crying. I knocked on the door, and we had another talk, with chaste hugs after.Bobby was great to have around. Not only was he a very nice companion, but he loved to help around. A few minuets later my wife appeared dressed and ready to entertain wow, what an outfit Tyrone commented, I too was taken back by how sexy Jane looked almost a little slutty which I had not seen her dressed like this before, she had a new very short black dress on, high patent black killer heels and seamed nylons, this looked like an all new outfit to me!As I was sent off to get drinks for Tyrone and my wife, I could hear Tyrone say to her ‘babe you look hot’, how about we play for real. He could feel her opening the eye of his knob by pushing the tip of her tongue into it.As he carefully massaged her second leg, he again lowered his pulsing member down into her throat. As he reached her ankle, he started to fuck her throat as he massaged her feet and toes. He had total control she was unable to do anything other than let him do what he wanted. The moans emanating from her indicated that she was certainly not complaining.He felt his balls swell and the ache became almost. .the firelight playing with the side of the walls and dancing with each breeze that swept thru the room. They dimmed the lights just a little so they would still be able to see, but it made the candles stand out just a tiny bit more. The hot water steamed beside them, letting wisps of smoke wander up from the still surface just begging to be broken. Unsure of what to do next, she suddenly became very aware of how just inexperienced she really was. The room was threatening to collapse in on.