Firm. Hard. Rippled. Tense. Their mouths met. Moustache against moustache, corporal against colonel, tongue entwined in tongue, and sweat admixed with...sweat. And the climax of all the groping and foreplay, after a scant few minutes while the blood engorged the organs, there they were: two penises, erect and pulsing. One slightly bent and somewhat thick, the glans easily pushing back the foreskin and pulling taut at the hairy scrotum in which his balls were straining to release, but not quite. We both just sat there dumbfounded for a couple of minutes then we hugged each other and started kissing, then rubbing each other and from there it just kept going until we found ourselves naked and in my bed making love. Neither of us had ever tried anything like that before and we just kind of went on gut instincts but we liked it and have kept it up all these years. I know this will sound strange to you but two women making love is a very gently and satisfying distraction from the wham-bam. There was a jogging track around the perimeter and a huge pool a hundred meters in length and at least ten meters deep. Jim had it on his agenda to plumb the depth. Jim found swimming in the deep water very enjoyable, and yesterday Cindy had delighted him by showing up in a bikini.Cindy leaned over and kissed him. "Let's go swimming later. How about we try to brainstorm for a while?" Okay." The two sat and chatted for a while, but neither felt any bursts of insight that would tell them more. If I could, I would spend all night and all day with you, and I would be so happy. I would be happy to kiss you on the lips and to put my tongue into your mouth. I would be happy to feel your hands slide inside the back of my jeans. I would be very happy that you wanted to touch me. I would wish for you to please slide them farther in and under my underpants so I could enjoy the feeling of your adventurous fingers. I would be so happy to put each one of those fingers into my mouth and taste.