I was so nervous I started shaking. Dav picked me up and sat me down on his lap. Looking into my eyes he said, you know you don't have to worry about ...t. He slid his hand under my shirt and rubbed my back. I said, it was fun. Dav hugged me and said, maybe we can stay inside for a while. OK, I said. As he moved his hand down, he reached the waistband of my underwear. Moving across it he asked, you want to take your shirt off. Sure, I said. I raised my arms as he pulled my shirt up and off. He. Not afraid of them but just uneasy. So I dropped the subject.Right after that party, things seemed to get back to normal. Sonya was her happy self again and whatever had been bothering her seemed to have resolved itself.Two months later, in August, we decided to have a patio party at our house. We invited all the usual suspects, our friends from SA and a few neighbors. The party was set to start at six o'clock on Saturday evening. The Wednesday before the party I had to fly to Dallas for two. She broke the kiss, asking do you like to taste lips a little further down? I replied that I was very much looking forward to getting my fill of those. She was on her knees as I spoke & now her lips were wrapped around my throbbing cock. She took in my entire length & was running the tip of her tongue to my balls.While she was busy, I removed my tie, jacket, & shirt. She undid my belt & pants and they settled around my ankles. She worked her magic on my ready to erupt shaft while removing her. Rachel refilled her hands with more liquid soap. She reached down and began washing his ass. Kyle jumped, as those were the first female hands—or any hands—that ever touched him there. “Relax, handsome, let me do my job,” Rachel advised.Kyle arched his back as Rachel slid her slender fingers along his crack. The soap allowed her hands to glide freely along his ass. Kyle’s eyes opened as he felt her hands pull his ass checks apart to play with his hole. This was really new to Kyle, and he.