They discovered what I had: Karen's heart was a boundless wellspring of love that was fully available to them.She was married to daddy."Mommy is Mommy..." explained seven-year-old Nancy, "so Alexander's mommy is like a second mommy. So Mommy is Mommy One and Alexander's mommy is Mommy Two."There was not a trace of doubt in her voice, there rarely was. She was just explaining the order of the universe to her Daddy.As always, at the end of such an explanation, there was either the implied, or the. "You've been sweating. I really should remove this T-shirt and wash your chest. If nothing else it'll make you feel better."Nodding my head in agreement she pulled my T-shirt up and helped me sit up. Pulling it over my head she helped me to lay back down. Being half naked didn't bother me, it was just like being outside grabbing some rays.I felt the cool cloth on my chest and felt my tiny nipples grow hard. Bonnie was washing my chest and I started feeling better."How's that feel, Ed?" Much. ..I was reminded that it wasn't one of these innocent gestures when she slightly pulls the bottom tip of my shirt and starts caressing my stomach then my chest with her warm hand. Then she works her way down my pants and unbuttons then unzipps me. freeing my dick hardened by the excitement. She wastes no time and in a almost cat-like gesture,grabs my shaft and licks the tip in spiral matter before swallowing down half of my cock and work it back up. the warm,wet suctions sends light electrical. I asked My Mistress pantyhose or garters and stockings, because My Mistress has never asked me to put on Garters and Stockings. When my Mistress texted back “Stockings “ My body shivered with a new excitement, you see my Mistress has not worn her cock in a very long time. The thoughts with me wearing stockings brought the hopefulness of maybe I would be able to at least lick it once or twice. Anticipating the night I did as I was told showered, shaved and proceeded to put on my Red garters.