For several minutes Philip's hips jerked and shuddered as he emptied his load, the pressure of the bottle in Lisa's rectum and her cunt milking him un...il she had every last drop. There was so much that a thick creamy mixture of semen and her sexjuice soaked the bed, adding to the already wet patch where champagne had flowed from her asshole."Oh Daddy, I feel dizzy," Lisa said softly. "That was just so incredible! But I'm afraid the hotel aren't going to be happy about the state of their bed.". Then he said “Are you bisexual?” “No but I’ve had a couple of moments” “I’ve always been curious” as he said that I said “Come here” as he walked over to me I noticed he had a proper shirt and brown slacks on.As he came closer I placed my hands on his hips, he did the same, I ran my hands up his back as he copied what I did. I moved him against the wall out of sight of the window, moving my hands onto his hips and with my eyes wide open I leaned in and kissed him, just a peck, and he closed his. I told her about the first, and then second shopping trip where we men had been more pack mules than companions.She laughed. “That gives me some ideas,” she teased before kissing me again.“I know how much you love Jeryl,” she said. “I hope you don’t think I’m trying to replace her in your heart,” she added. “I believe there is more than enough room in there for both of us.”I kissed her once more. “Thanks. I think you might be right about that.”I had loved Jeryl and Alison. Alison pulling away. .. we make ... not open cans.” That was a trifle accusatory.Things progressed as things do, “Recipe?”Krys said, “4 to 5 medium potatoes, peeled and diced, 1 pound fresh mushrooms, sliced, 1 cup heavy cream, 2 large carrots, sliced, ½ cup chopped fresh green onion, 6 cups chicken bone broth...”“Wait. Canned broth?” asked Cynthia.“No,” Krys said, “I made it last week. You were at the beach.”She launched into the remainder, but Zoe stopped her, “You made it? How?”“In the pressure cooker,” Krys.