This part of my bisexual experience is what transpired during the rest of the weekend and it remains to this very day, probably the single most sexual...y life changing event in my life. It's now Saturday, in the early morning hours. My best guess, it's about 6 am. The sun has not yet come up but it's close. As I start to get up, I realize that I smell like baby oil and I am wearing a layer of cum that has dried to my skin and hair. I begin to freak out a little bit. Instantly, I remembered that. " Get used to it John, it is the new me. I'm going to bed, are you coming?" I'm going to sleep in the spare bedroom until you get over this confrontational thing you have going."He got up and walked out of the room and as I watched him walk out the door I thought, "Okay John, if that's how you want it."Honest to God I would have gotten a job as a file clerk and walked away from Jim Queen and his escort agency if John would have shown me any love at all, but he didn't. It was going to be his way. By now he is so horny he wants to fuck any thing. So suck his cock like I taught you earlier. If he cums fast keep sucking and get him hard again. Let him push his cock deep down your throat and fuck your mouth. Your hubby loves that (I know).Now straddle his lap and sit on that hard cock. Push it all the way in. Then rotate those hips and fuck that cock hard and deep. Let that cock pound your pussy as you bounce on his cock. Pull his head to your tit and let him suck as you fuck his cock. Fuck. In her sleeping bag ... in her little tent ... in the woods. Her ragged breathing continued as she struggled out of the sleeping bag and got out of the tent barely in time before she vomited on the ground. She remained hunched over with the dry heaves long after everything in her stomach had been lost. Her tears mingled with the sour taste of vomit in her mouth and her sinuses. She curled into a fetal position, hugging her knees to her chest, as she screamed into the slowly approaching dawn. He.