I think four men would be even more fun." "Let's finish first, then see how you feel. No point in having Ken or Jack take pictures. I don't think ...ither of them know one end of the camera from the other. They do know female bodies. I suppose Marv could take some of you and me, and I could take some of you and him. But we should still leave that for last. Anyway, we'd have to be careful handling the cameras after touching the lube. Now how about one with Ken's dick in your ass?" So with. But now, take breasts for example (and I wish I could.) 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 dog 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.. With a sharp click, the cabin's shadows died as the lights within came alive, and she closed the circuit for the interior's lighting system. About three times as bright as the full moon, the psychedelic sky was a surrealistic swirl of confused rainbows dancing along invisible lines of magnetic force. I shook my head in wonderment. Mother nature painted in the style of Vincent van Gogh. I hadn't seen anything like it since dropping a tab of acid back in my hippy-dippy days after I got back from. How would you explain that to Dad when he gets home?” We both chuckled at that, and then she put her head nearer to my hard cock, saying, “Just let me try it for a minute, and see what you think.” I felt her warm breath on my cock, and then she opened her mouth, and put her tongue on the tip, and licked off a little of my precum. She looked me in the eye, and swallowed it, and then she started to lick the head of my cock, like an ice cream cone. The feeling was incredible, and I.