Talking of the exercise bike, it was quite different from when we used to ride our bikes to school. I guess that the big difference was that when we b...ked to school we were sitting on our skirts and the saddle was big and at an easy to use height. We were naked on this exercise bike and the saddle was narrow and made of leather. Three wet pussies soon left the saddle slippery and we found that our pussies were sliding all over, which was a very nice feeling.All 3 of us had just about had a go. I need to release it, but the machine will not allow it. I am sent flying into an orgasm. I curl my toes, squeeze my fist shut, clench my walls around the dildo, but it continues its attack. My moans are now a constant stream of noises in response to my orgasm. Waves of hot pleasure shoot through me, every wave causes a moan. The machine continues to speed up, until my pussy decides to take control. The fluids inside of me push back against the dildo and force it out of my pussy. On it’s way. And now, now that I figured out just how wonderful it could be, I was willing – eager – to continue doing it for the rest of my life. I was just about to tell that when I noticed that her eyes were filling up with tears. Shit. ‘Hey Peanut,’ I said huskily cause I wasn’t too sure I wasn’t about to start crying myself, ‘I understand, I really do.’ I kissed her again on the nose. ‘Now didn’t you say something about waffles?’ That broke the moment. Amy crawled out of bed and started towards the. I didn’t want to tell Machu about it because he wouldn’t understand. Plus, there isn’t food in my house.’ Saint Callie, patron saint of emotional eaters. ‘Awe, Kev, I’m sorry,’ not really, ‘You’ll find someone who appreciates you.’ My mother, my best friends, and my brother Joe, have all given me this line. It’s a load of crap. What if Nolan found out about me doing this? Gulp. ‘S’okay. I’ll be fine. I’m here about another thing, too. Jeff wanted me to warm you up to the idea before we asked.