We were sitting on the end of the bed, me still in my street clothes (minus the coat) and Tiz in the borrowed red underwear. We were in an unconscious...parody of how we had been sitting in the car – she on the left, me close at her side. Once more my hand strayed to her thigh. I felt her muscles tense, and her body tremble. ‘I have not drawn a card.’ ‘Would you like to?’ ‘Very much. But Orla will let me share hers, I think.’ ‘And you’d like to experience a woman for the first time.’ ‘Yes,’ she. I shook my head side to side a few times, feeling his cock move inside of me. With my tongue, I pushed his cock to the side, shoving it into my cheek. I closed my lips around it, sucking it slightly so that I was holding him tight in place."I love you. I just want you to know that," I sputtered with the cock in the side of my mouth.Then suddenly my darling son pulled me from under the table and ordered me to strip. It didn't take long for me to remove my dress and leave me standing there in my. "I love you Peter." In that instant, I flipped myself over. Keating got up, standing on his knees. My hands went to his shoulder blades and I leaned against his back until he was down on his hands and knees, naked and exposed in front of me. I rubbed saliva all over my cock, feeling it grow hard as i massaged the tip and ran my hand up an down the shaft. Keating reached back and tugged on it too, prepping me for the ultimate form of intimacy between a boy and his boy. Primed, I. I arrived right at 8pm at a little cottage by the river. It was well lit on the outside and few neighbors around. I knocked and a voluptuous woman opened the door. “Hi Kandy, I’m Jay.” I said with a smile as she kissed me on the cheek and led me inside. “ Hi Jay, I’m glad you could make it tonight. So you tell me you’ve never had a Tantric massage before?” “That’s right,” I replied. “I’m somewhat leary of massages in general, but I’m sure you can make me into a believer.” Kandy stood about 5’3”.