She arched upwards, lifting on her toes, pressing her rump against Gwen’s hand. Soon, she was trembling as Gwen worked into Rachel’s anus, first w...th one finger and then a second. Beside and behind me, I heard the murmuring of clothing being discarded and sex starting. Someone’s hand caressed my ringed cock, which I had never put back in my pants, but I still stared at the three women sharing their erotic hug. Gwen turned to the guy who had attended her on the porch. She took his long slim. I wanted to excuse myself, but I didn't want her to think I was homophobic. I wasn't, but I wasn't really comfortable. But deep inside of me, an unusual feeling was surfacing. My legs started to tremble and my mind kept displaying naughty images of us."I'm not gay," I whispered to myself, trying to convince myself."I'm so happy now, C," Robin exclaimed in my ear. "No more dirtbags for me."Submerged in her new blissful state, Robin adjusted, to get comfortable, accidentally grazing her c-cups on. She asked what was wrong i had told her everything she laughed when i told her my supposedly manly husband sucked cock and took in his ass and loved it she said something quirky it made me smile then she leans in and french kisses me right there infront of everyone. I certainly wasn't a stranger to this but i felt her hand cup my breast and i let out a soft moan i pushed her away slightly and said she was a total tease in our joking way we had since we were in school and used to do that sorta. My dick was constantly tightening by every such subconscious thought of intimacy. She was giving me those foxy looks all the while. I gave her my shirt and she went inside to clean her top. I heard the tap running and the saw the door slightly ajar. I walked up nonchalantly and stood at it. observing her in a direct vision how she was in just her black bra and washing off the stain. She looked into the mirror and saw me standing. Our eyes met and she said calmly “andar aana hai?” I said.