Having read several sex manuals and how-to articles, he knew real men always left their women satisfied. This led to a re-doubling of his efforts. Bes...des, he was on the verge of blowing a wad that could float the Titanic.It was at this point in the proceedings that Angie got the distinct sensation the ants down below had begun an exploration of that environment and were approaching the same part of her anatomy Buford the Beagle had also sought to investigate, but with his nose. This revelation. "Good morning, Trevor." His voice startled me, I stuttered shyly, "G-g-good morning, David". He smiled and opened his eyes, they glinted a beautiful green and hazel in the morning sun. He whispered "You're so handsome, my love." And I blushed, he softly leaned down and kissed my lips, causing them to tingle with delight, and my heart to skip a beat. To me, what him and I did last night was not simply an act of sex, but an act of love. Any sexual acts with David were acts of love. In my heart, I. This was my modus operandi, after all, which is exactly why I was certain that he wouldn't come in asking why I was snooping. It was well within my normal behavioral patterns. He had once told me about how his studies in psychology allowed him to see things in people's actions that could give someone a clue to what they were thinking or up to. So, he explained that he noticed that whenever I needed to talk with him about something bothering me, that I would go through this almost ritualistic. After another fifteen minutes my wife went to our cellar for more beers, I said to Alice "When she comes back I want you to touch her face and say how beautiful she looks, then kiss her neck and feel her tits" she looked at me in horror, I said you know you want to and slipped my hand onto the front of her trousers touching her.When my wife came back, and after about ten minutes Alice moved closer to her on the sofa, ran her hand down her cheek and said how nice she looked, she then kissed her.