“Any special preferences, do you want me naked, or partly naked in my jock strap?”“Jock strap,” Jon murmurs.“Happy to oblige,” Garth smile... confidently knowing he is the center of attention for a male and female as he turns his back and slips his shorts off.His toned, muscled ass is a turn on for me and looks fantastic framed by the thin tight straps of his jock strap as Jon soaks it in.At that point I decide to add to Jon’s excitement. He asked me to wear my black stockings and garter belt. I could only imagine how many knots he could tie. But it was not forceful, more of a teasing coax. Inhaling, a refreshing candy cane memory mixed with hot chocolate, overwhelmed my senses. There was no fear, no panic, it was so easy, so inviting. My body responded to his enticements, warming up even further.When his mouth moved off of my lips, I wondered if that would be it. Just a simple tease, but when the heat engulfed my engorged mound, all I could do was gasp. Even here, his tongue felt. As they drew closer, the submersible became recognizable. It was the size of a bus, and the man led him towards a hatch on the top. The hatch opened automatically and the man directed Gene inside.He dropped in and the hatch closed behind him. For a moment, he was sloshed around in the water-filled compartment, then he felt the pressure change and air was forced in quickly, pushing the water out through unseen drains.In moments, he was leaning against the metal wall, dripping and shivering from. How could he still make me feel like this? I still felt flushed, I wasn’t sure if it was the wine or his gaze. I needed to get out of the room, so I headed to the bathroom. I leant over over the sink and splashed my face with water. “Stop it, you stupid woman” I said to myself in the mirror. Regaining my composure, I left the bathroom only to be greeted by Brandon heading to the Gents. “Well, we meet again” he said. “Yes, looks like it.” I replied. “You look amazing. It’s great catching up. We.