“Hey what was tha..” She found herself being interupted mid speech with a soft kiss as my right arm wrapped around her back and i held her hand wi...th my left hand. It was a playfully struggle and she relaxed as the warmth of her lips sent shock waves throughout both of our bodies; Starting at our toes and quickly my eyes closed as did hers. It was like the sealing the deal. She was one for pet names, she liked giving them and recieving them she would break the kiss as the rest of her lipstick. “I want you to do me G”. I whispered my reply gently, breathing my answer into her mouth then felt her hands move to release the straps around my ankles. My legs were free, I was free.We stood by the bench, close together, lips mashed together, my hand in her crotch rubbing her sex through the smooth shiny material. Her hips started to move, her breathing became heavier and I sensed she was ready for me. I ran my hand around until I found the zip handle on her pubic mound, then pulled it down. I knocked as I opened the door quickly There standing in the middle of the room was future step son his hair was down and he wore a red lace demi cup bra and matching bikini panties. My jaw dropped as he twirled in front of the mirror on the inside of the closet door to see his ass.He had done his own make up and he looked beautiful with his flaxen hair framing the earthy colours he had used to pretty himself up. He had no body hair I could see and dark red lipstick on. “holy fuck knock. I loved it! It was so different to everything I had done previously.I remember that for a long time afterwards, the first thing I did when I got home from work each day was to get out my mags, drop my pants, get some paper towel to use as a cum rag, grease up & go to work on my cock while paging through the magazines. On weekends I would do myself this way 2-3 times a day. The physical stimulation using my greased hand was just so much stronger than jerking off dry & the orgasms were.