In my angriest voice I could muster, "Where is your Chief of Security? He was to meet us here an hour ago!"The name tag he wore said he was Richard. "...e never comes down here. His office is over at the main building. He may be over there."I had only been standing in the door a few seconds but I could smell the coffee pot burning dry."Have you any good coffee in here or just that stinking mess that is burnt?" I asked. The question must have made him realize what had happened. He took off in the. Way back in his stand up days, he said that people who are bisexual double their chances for a date on Saturday night. I only started having sex with men about ten years ago, but I'd say it at least quadruples your chances. In all my years of reading Penthouse letters, I never had the kind of encounters I've had since I gave in wholeheartedly to my longstanding homosexual tendencies and became fully, and quite enthusiastically bisexual. Women are hot and beautiful, and they will always be where. I did. He fucked my mouth hard, holding my head with my nose pushed hard into his pubic hair and his cock fully in my mouth holding it there untill I couldn't breath. I gaged and dribbled loads of spit when I pulled it back out. He done this several times until he cum in my mouth and over my face. Then he shouted out, come on then guys, give this filthy cunt alot of cock and some rough hard fucking. It was about 4pm by now and untill about 3am that morning I was on my back, knees, front, doggy,. I want to feel you pounding into me until I cum all over your cock. Your fingers slide over my pussy and rub my clit, which feels makes me squirm. You replace your fingers with the tip of your cock, sliding against my opening then back up to my clit, before you push inside. So slowly, opening me as you push in deeper. The feeling of you cock filling me is so intense it always takes my breath away. I can't believe how deep you are and your still pushing. Before I can breathe you slide out and.