She groaned, then cried out loudly as it made its way up her bottom, until finally she felt the hips of the other woman against her bottom. Her hands ...eleased from those holds as she struggled to breathe, then sucked in deep breaths of water as she was held there. Suddenly the woman dropped down, hands on Talyns ankles again as she was pulled beneath the water. Her hands shot up to grab the handholds, pulling herself up, her arms straining as she slowly pulled up that cock until she could. You can choose by your own choices what the characters sexuality will be so please do not be offended if that's your thing >.> bisexuality is about choice after all and having allllll of the choices muahahha!The world this fiction is written in is set in our own universe but with some sci fi bells and whistles thrown in, if you have seen rick and morty you might have an idea of the possibilities with this story. but they are not overt, so its really situational as to how far the sci fi aspect. She’s Sharyn. I’m Mick. She’s 18. I’m 21. She is an astonishingly cute girl about 5’2”, waist-length jet black hair, dark eyes and a tight body that screamed “fuckable”. I’m about 5’10”, slender, brown short hair as befitting my then-current status in society, easy enough on the eye according to certain discerning women.I’m doing my Vietnam service through the US Navy, which has seen fit to assign me to a ship homeported in Long Beach, California. Sharyn and I arrive in Long Beach in January,. It wasn't Kerry. Long brown hair, dark skin, huge brown eyes. Pouty red lips.The camera panned from her face down. She was wearing a black satin bra withlace trim, her ample breasts spilled over the edges of the lace. The cameralingered on the tiny red bow between her tits, her tanned flat stomach. A blacklace garter belt, with little red bows and ribbons as garters. Lace toppedthigh-high stockings, four-inch black patent leather platform pumps on her feet.With both hands she was rubbing.