Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tong...e all over me.Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.Sweetheart: What?Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my. This was getting serious.Dave smiled and looked down at his groin.”Payment in kind” he smiled. He slowly unzipped his fly and his erect cock flicked. Paul caught the aroma of hot cock. He wasn’t new to the scene. He and Steve had played around in Amsterdam when they where both high as kites and all inhibitions dropped. He had since had a couple of gay encounters, toilets and a guy in a car park, but that was on his terms.Daves cock leaked pre cum as he loosened his belt and slipped his pants. "It was a good question; one Lou never asked. My mind raced between the thoughts which started popping into it. Amazing how quickly the brain can sort things out."I wouldn't call it bringing someone into our union. I viewed it as adding another dimension to our sex life. Frankly, I am very surprised Lou reacted this way."The next question was expected, "Why?" It's hard to describe; but I always thought Lou had Bi tendencies."Dr. Timothy raised her eyebrows slightly and repositioned herself. What is he feeling for? He’s checking to see if I’m wearing a bra... Oh god, he’s tracing my garter belt around my waist now. He broke the hug, stepped back slightly but still held me by my hips. He looked me right in the eye and said “You look great mom… what’s the special occasion?”As he asked that, I unmistakably felt his fingers at the back sides of my hips feeling the tops of the garter straps that went down framing my ass.He knows I’m wearing a garter belt and stockings. What is he… is he.