“Have you ever beat off a guy,s cock?” he asked. “Yes.” I replied truthfully. “I,ll beat you off if you do the same for me.” He offerred. ...��Okay!” I agreed and he removed his underpants. John was five years older than me, skinny but with a nice uncircumcised dick which stood stiff between his thighs as I began to stroke it as he stroked mine. “Ever sucked a cock?” He now asked me. “Yes!” I Again truthfully confessed. “You like guys then?” “Yes, But I like pussy, too!” I told him. “Tell you what,. Ah, he had finally learned that.He stopped when he came to Liz's tits, which were much larger than Sue's, and paused long enough to take a few licks on her nipples. Liz jumped in surprise at that, but she laughed and called to Titan to come a little higher. The big dog did that, and Liz finally remembered to raise her knees to give the dog a better angle of attack, to coin a phrase. Liz was thick enough through her pelvic region that Titan did not need to squat to reach her pussy with his cock. Although my fuzzy condition, I could see that Barbara’s nipples had become erect under her tight gym t-shirt. I wished about sucking on them.I suddenly felt my face getting flushed and my own nipples standing up, as I imagined herself naked in a bed with my sexy Boss... She noticed that I had gotten quiet all of a sudden and asked if I was fine; I smiled and replied that I was just a bit tired.Barbara smiled back, saying she was also tired but horny at the same time. Her hubby had gone visiting. Or investigating a murder.*Glastonbury isn't quite the tourist trap I expected. The shops huddledaround the market cross at the bottom of the High Street have their shareof windows filled with knick-knacks, herbal remedies, tie-dyed full-lengthskirts and occult literature, but the town seems half-hearted, if notembarrassed about cashing in on the celebrity it acquired during theshort-lived hippy era. The only accommodation on offer is provided by apub that looks to have been built as a coaching.