Bette found herself oddly excited as she reread their letter. Finally she picked up the phone and dialed their number. Her heart was pounding furiousl... as she heard the phone ringing then it was picked up and a soft, low female voice said hello."Hello, is this Sally Keane? This is Bette Linder. You had written to my husband and myself some time ago." Bette Linder. Oh. Oh yes. You wrote about being interested in dogs, didn't you. It is nice to hear from you."They chatted for a few minutes then. We were just playing. Lisa walked over and gave us both the once over, she reached out and put her hand around my dick then rubbed Tammy’s bush. She said that she would help us out if we promised not to ever tell anyone. I was not sure where this was going but I made the promise as did Tammy. With that Lisa pulled of her t-shirt, she was not wearing a bra. Her cute titties shagged slightly. She kicked off her sandles and then pulled her shorts and panties off and stood naked before us. She had. I told him not to start that but he continued anyway “You owe me for yesterday!” he said. “What?!” I replied so he pulled the neck of his t-shirt over revealing a huge hickey on his neck and shoulder. I blushed and apologized to him, promised to make it up to him. I knew then this was the day to give my-self over to him so I stood and turned to him put my arms over his shoulders and kissed him. My hand playing with his soft blonde hair, making true love with him. The feel of his warm tongue in. I like to fuck men and women. Some more than others at different times." "So you're a bisexual?" "Why are these labels so important to you? You paid for the best blowjob of your life and did you get it?" "Well, yes." "You paid for a straight man and the only men I've ever fucked are the men who have paid me for it. I'll probably go home tonight and give my wife oral sex. I'll even enjoy it. Wouldn't you call that straight?" "Well, I suppose." "And yet I still got pleasure by putting myself.