As I opened my mouth to start he spoke before me: “Baby…I know we should stop…but I don’t know if I want to or not.. I mean… if we keep goi...g I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself from…and we really shouldn’t be doing this…but fuck… I want you so bad..” I interrupted his little tangent with a simple, “I love you.” I guess that was answer or reason enough for him, because he leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and told me he loved me too. He let go of his weight and laid on top of me. Jon looked at Casey. “Can I touch them?”Casey laughed and said, “I think you should be asking Liza if she’s okay with that, bro.”Liza grinned wickedly, “Oh, I think you should do more than touch them, Jon. I think you should suck on them.”I felt myself go damp between my legs. Was this really happening? Casey and I had fantasized about being with another couple for so long!“Hey, I’m all for letting Jon do whatever he wants with my boobs, but can we go inside at least? I feel kind of exposed out. We both slowly got bisexual fantasies. I was actualy first one to tell her that it would be ok if she had sex with another girl. I didnt feel it as cheating. She met some lesbians in the chat rooms. And they went to some gay lesbian clubs in Moscow. She enjoyed so much telling me the details about it. How they kissed and grabed each other in the club, how was the sex later on. She took many photos, and each time i had a bigger colection. We called it experimentation fase.After some time she. The first three were the usual lads being sent out by their tutors to anywhere that would take them, but the last form caught my eye. It was from a young woman by the name of Katie, who was very keen on my line of work (unusual in itself) and who wanted to find out more about it. She was 18 years old, lived in the next town to the one I work in, and seemed to know what she was about.The first three weeks passed without incident, then came the Monday morning when Katie was due to start. I had.