Does this mean I am gay? Am I going to hell? Will Ibecome known as a queer? All the things that didn't matter just a fewminutes ago now seemed like ma...or life decisions.I made an awkward lie and told her that I had to go. I got dressed andleft. I had trouble sleeping that night with so many thoughts goingthrough my head. Would I die of shame? Am I gay? What is wrong with me?I finally fell asleep and slept in late on Sunday. My thoughtsimmediately turned to Dennis / Denise. I realized that what. Of course I had a half-naked milf not 5 feet from me, that might have something to do with it.I stammered my way through an apology. "I'm sorry Miz Mills, I was--" Don't apologize, Kevy," Roberta chuckled. "I know you were all hard and horny from seeing me sunbathing nude earlier. And that's not all you saw either, is it?" She'd shifted her gaze to look at my face, smiling a little, wicked grin. "You watched me use my double dildo too, didn't you?"I blushed furiously. She was absolutely right.. 'The window was at the corner of the building. The women exchanged glances, looked at the strong old ivy which covered the walls, then turned to face Tom. Minutes later, they walked back through the French windows, and Tom took up his station in the shrubbery. After a while, a light came on in the end room, and the window was opened. With a quick glance round to make sure he was unobserved, Tom shinned up the ivy and was helped through the casement by two pairs of slender, but strong, female. I’m going to lick and suck off all our juices, your cum and my pussy juices that are covering your cock. It’s like a cocktail of your love all over your cock!” Megan began running her lips up and down the glistening length of my shaft, like it was a flute, her tongue lapping up our mingling juices on my cock, her full lips wrapped lengthwise over my cock. I watched her carefully as her blonde head moved over my cock, feeling her tongue rubbing underneath my cock, and then felt her wrap her lips.