"He's also an automobile salesman."She told me to select cheese from one table, while she stood in line to get two glasses of wine. I watched her chat...ing with the hostess, point to me, smile, and accept the two glasses of wine.We went into the backyard, and found a bench. It was a fall day, leaves were falling, and the air was crisp."Thank you for coming with me. I know this must be terribly boring for you."I shared the small plate of cheese with her, and we sipped our wine."Thank you for. His finger slipped into her wet slit, then into her tight dripping pussy. She moaned out loud as it was inserted into her. He slowly rocked his hand back and forth. He took his mouth away from her chest and looked at her face as he felt her pussy start to react to his finger. His thumb went and ran circles around her clit as he went faster and faster with his finger. He curled it slightly inside of her, hitting just the right spot. She leaned backwards, against a desk as she felt herself. I licked and sucked on her clitoris while my fingers played with her pussy lips. When I used my teeth on her erect clit she shuddered and her body arched as she orgasmed. I then licked at her pussy lips sucking them and pulling them with my lips. She was still writhing as my tongue went into her hot wet hole. I tongue-fucked her as she rubbed her clit and then she pushed me off and laid me on my back. She straddled me and guided my cock into her pussy. She just sat on my cock for a while then. It's not his fault I'm queer." What the fuck does that have to do with a goddam thing? It isn't what we are talking about. I don't care if he is fucking Jesus Christ himself. I don't care if he is better than Ghandi. You are killing him by not coming out, as well as killing yourself."Something about the way Stacey spoke upset me. Anger erupted, and I said, "Bitch!"Without a pause, she responded, "Hell, yeah! I'm a fucking bitch whoremonger. But, guess what chick? You're still a lesbian. And.