She soon gave up, got a cup of coffee and waited for him to finish breakfast.Once he finished his breakfast and looked more alert, she broached the su...ject of her impropriety, “Alex, you know the other night when you came to my bedroom and got in bed with me?”Alex looked up from his cereal bowl and smiled at his mother, “Yeah. I remember.”Cheryl needed to convey that what they had done was wrong, “We did something that we really should not have done.” Reluctantly she told him, “You’re a big boy. "No, they fell asleep awhile ago. I'm not even tired," she said.I knew it was the perfect opportunity to make a move."If you're not tired, do you want to watch a movie in the guest room? Unless you want to go to bed or something? It's up to you," I said."Sure, what should we watch?" she replied."There are some movies in the guest room. Should we just go look?" I said.I knew there was only one bed and no chairs, so we would both have to sit on the bed together. I told her to follow me to the. After Linda finished cleaning up from the grilled New York Strip dinner I had prepared, I told her the Master would be coming by later to visit his 'Bitchdog'. That was her signal to prepare herself in the proper attire. She also knew the name 'Bitchdog' meant she was going to get bred by one of the dogs. She gave me a mischievous grin, the fog of lust already clouding her eyes and left to change to something skimpy.When she returned, she was wearing the green bustier with matching garterbelt. Of course, she knew how I really felt about non-traditional sex play. I had always considered mouths and genitals to be separate from their ‘owners’ during group sex. There was simply too much fun to be had in groups back then (the pre-AIDS 70’s) to let an occasional cock in your mouth or one starting to get snug in your back door freak you out. The sexual etiquette of the day simply required the receiver to either accept the offering or inform the giver that you were not interested. Either.