The next morning, I woke up sober and my inhibitions have kicked back in. When I realized I was fully naked sleeping in his bed, I felt the guilt, sha...me, and embarrassment coursing through me.We have all been there in our first gay sexual encounter and that was what I was feeling. I immediately got dressed up and exited his bedroom. He was sitting on the couch and smiled at me. I don’t know how, but he realized how emotions were running at the moment. He greeted me and asked me to sit with. Standing in high heels and a bustier, with no panties and no stockings, she was a sight. The lovely thick bush of hair at her mound allowed just a glimpse of skin and the beginning of her slit. She slipped on the panties and then fastened the garter belt and tucked the garter straps down underneath the panties. I thought, "Will she let me take the panties off? Is that why she put the garters under the panties?"Brand new, long, perfect black stockings followed. She examined them by holding them. "So what do you want from me?" I asked, as per scenario.Annabel lifted one leg."You can crawl along the floor and lick my shoes" she said.I continued with the script by crawling across the carpet to her and licking her shoes, putting the spikes of her heels in my mouth and sucking on them.( I know some men get off on that but it did nothing for me). Still following the script I got up off the floor and put my hands on her legs. I then slid my hands up to the top of her stockings, grasped her. This was a like a dream coming true. We called in both the girls and explained what I planned to do. Both agreed with a big yes without realizing what they were getting into.So I started my normal routine love making with faiza. French kissing: 30 minutes, sucking of tits: 30 minutes, sucking of pussy and licking of clit: 1 hours. By this time she had at least 8 orgasms and was vibrating like a leaf. When I could not handle it any more I jumped on my wife and started fucking her like crazy,.