You know that, don't you?" he asked, rubbing his hands towards her backside. "Thank you," she whispered, bringing her hand up so that she could take h...is tie off. "I love the color of you skin," he continued as she removed his tie and dropped it to the floor. "I especially love the way it contrasts with my own." I do too," she answered in a genuine tone, looking down at his hands that had disappeared in her robe. She looked back up into his eyes then leaned forward to give him a soft kiss on the. "Blaez!" I looked at him in slight shock then I felt him lock his heels into me then thrust his own hips into mine. The movement threw my own head back allowing a deep growl of pleasure to rise from deep within me. He laughed softly with that beautiful voice I loved hearing then wrapped his trembling arms around my neck as our lips met in a deep, passionate kiss.When the kiss ended he leaned into my neck and in that beautiful yet hoarse voice I heard him plead for more. I answered his request. When you were having sex i came home that time. I saw you but did not want to stop it least you miss the excitement of sex.’ I did not know what to say. He kissed my forehead and said that it was ok to be bisexual. We are who we are and that we should not be afraid of it. He said that this is his collection of gay magazine and he was also a bisexual.He showed me photos in the magazine. There were men fucking and sucking men. Guys of younger age getting fucked by older men.This started to arouse. My parents are young (44 years), but even so, my mum is twice the age of that guy.While my dad was telling that he looked kinda sad (I had never seen him like that), so I got close to him and hugged him while he explained it. When he finished talking, I answer with “I’m so sorry, really,” and I gave him a kiss on his cheek.What happened after I truly wasn’t expecting. We both spent a moment looking at each other’s eyes in silence, with our face a few inches apart. After that, without saying a.