We would read Penthouse Forum (late 80's) in bed some nights. Then she or I would go down on the other when we felt like it. That night I was ready to...get the party started. I rolled and slid down the bed. I began kissing, sucking, licking and softly blowing on her gorgeous honey tasting pussy. As good as any black, brown, yellow or white pussy I have ever tasted. Agness began reading her first ever bisexual story, this was 1985. When she began reading about a woman making her husband suck his. Yes SIR... he typed...sorry sir, yes I am an obedient boy sir......then answer each of my following questions truthfully...I wondered what he was going to ask me - but guessed it wouldn't be too bad....what is your real name?...So here was my first decision. Was I going to play a role with steve, or wasI going to be honest? Well obedience was requested, so obedience andhonesty he would get....Jay......hello Jay...and where do you live?...(an easy one)...Essex......and where are you now - home. Her hand had settled on my knee, so just to be fair I put my hand on hers. We made small talk for a few minutes, both of us a little apprehensive about what may or may not be coming next. I made the first move and slid my hand up her leg to the bottom of her dress. She didnt stop me just smiling at me over the rim of her wine glass. I kept sliding my hand up inside her dress until I heached her the junction of her lovely thighs. I felt hair. She smiled again and set her glass on the coffee. His fingers fumbled withher knot. She could have untied it faster, herself.Her halter fell away at last and Salim quickly bent to pick it up.Seema shoved her panties down to her knees before the boy could straightenhimself.“Please, Salim,” she said, “will you help me with these?”The boy’s face turned red. His fingers shook as he guided the panties offover Seema’s bare feet. The musky aroma of Seema’s moist choot rose in theair.Seema lay back on the table, letting her legs spread as wide as they.