) If I had some (two) of my own, I wouldn't want some smelly, whiskery old man putting his bald head in my face while he gnawed on my nipples like a d...g on a bone. I think if I looked down and saw his ear full of hair I would vomit. I would much prefer to rub my tits against those of another soft female and feel her ruby lips as they danced on my skin.I recently read an excellent story by a bi woman, about two women, neighbors, having sex. The descriptions were so vivid that my cock was soon. "Why the two pistols as it takes two hands to operate one of those and its Milligan" Dead easy if one jams or I don't have chance to reload then I have a spare. To be honest I got caught out while under fire and forgot how many rounds I had left. This solves that problem." I answered. "Any more questions?" How did you get to be Boss here?" came Jones voice."I was voted in and each time I tell them to vote again hoping to get out of it they vote me back in" I told him."Does your sister have a. What about when they're married?Or ... Would we just go back to normal? Would we fuck our sons this one night, then never mention it again ... pretend it never happened? Then what about Mary Ann and me? Would we actually stop our love affair? I hated that thought. But what, we would climb into each others beds and the boys would pretend they didn't know? Fuck, my head was spinning like a top."I'm just afraid we're going to ruin all our lives," I said. "That's all. No big deal."I laughed after. "We're going to have to deal with this," Rich said. "I think I'm going to have to give Ashley a call."Jim always appreciated the help and advice from his friends, and especially from Rich, whom he had known so long."Ashley—are you sure it has to be Ashley?" Yup," Rich pronounced as he gulped down a swallow of beer. "Ashley's the best for this job." But, Ashley..." Who else would you suggest?" Rich shot back at him.Ashley Woods was a coed starting her senior year at the University. She was one.