My leg was raised, knee off the bed, with my foot drawn up to give Nessie easy access. She caressed my mound, cupping it and feeling my heat and dampn...ss. As one finger traced the outline of my slit I moaned, wanting her to hear as well as feel my need. Nessie took the hint. Her finger pushed lightly, parting my slit and putting her at the entrance to my tunnel. I was wet and willing, and my hand covered hers, guiding her questing finger inside me. ‘Oh, God, that’s good.’ I groaned. I lowered. But this week was special though, as it was his 85th birthday today. Bill had Alzheimer’s and remembered little and almost never recognized us. Every visit he would call us by someone in his history's name. Sometimes it was funny as he often mistook Linda for his deceased wife Betty or some old girlfriend. I would giggle when he would do this and grab Linda's ass, or her boobs or make some lewd suggestion. Today was one of those days. He thought Linda was Betty. When Linda reminded him today. It was my voice saying "I'll do anything you want to keep this from Mike." He said "guys?" they all said, they would never talk about it, EVER! Nick asked "Is there different ways to do it?" I looked at him figuring he was the least experienced, although I figured they all knew their way around. I stepped over to Nick's chair and said "Well, when your first dating and you really like someone and are ready to go further first be gentle." I sat on his lap sideways facing the others, took one hand. Leaning over she kissed my lips, her tongue snaked out forcing its way into my mouth claiming territory and exploring at will. Confidence growing, my tongue followed hers in hot pursuit, darting and twisting we locked passionately. Her blouse now open she brought my lips to her breast, I sucked them tenderly, her nipples hardened as little sighs escaped her parted lips; her hand now searched fervently between my legs, and in a flash she had my cock out and in her mouth. "MMMMM, I need this!".