..tonight was a dud! Tyler came over and apologized to me and poured me a drink...and I returned the apologizes especially when his tips were gonna be...few. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said," it is what it is.." He then looked around and then back at me and with a smile and said that he thought I was cute. I said thanks and returned the compliment. So I believe you readers see where this is going so lets get on with the good stuff...but first I was having my first gay kiss with the. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him roughly. Smiling at him, I pushed him against the opposite wall and lowered myself to my knees. I unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, already fully erect, waiting for me. I blew on it lightly and his eyes rolled back in his head. I took him in my mouth and he began speaking his language, the sounds were both beautiful and strange, but the meaning familiar to anyone. Careful not to make him come, I slowly moved my head, priming the pump, then. She stood aside and shrugged."Sorry, I wasn't expecting visitors," Marge mumbled. She tried not to show the embarrassment she felt at the disheveled appearance of the house. Generally a fussy housekeeper, she had let thing slide down hill more and more as the time Ronald was gone lengthened. "Just like myself," she thought, suddenly remembering the sleeping man back in the bedroom. She needed to get this, whatever it was, over in a hurry before he woke up.The trio closed the door behind them.. She asked Bob questions about how to use her “mental muscle” again. Her main concern was protecting herself from any trauma.She didn’t care how much trauma Chip and Tiffany endured.Bob made a few suggestions as they floated along, hours later, hovering over Chip as he parked his car a block away from Tiffany’s house and walked the rest of the way, heading for his rendezvous with Tiffany’s mouth.“Get close to him and manifest just enough to touch the back of his neck,” said Bob.She did, and Chip.