It was then that a small hand reached around my cock and started to stroke me. Only then did I remember that Ashley was there, when I looked over she ...as sitting next to me playing with her now dripping wet pussy as she stroked my cock. As I looked at her she looked into my eyes, she didn't have to say a word I understood. I took her in my arms in a deep embrace, I wanted her to know I would take care of her. After the hug, she rolled on to her knees and put her amazing ass in the air. When I. She saw a large long room with four queen-sized beds along the wall opposite the entry with a wardrobe cabinet between the beds as well as a nightstand with a small lamp on it. At each end of the room there was a door. On the wall with the entry there were couches, chairs, rocking chairs, and two tables with four chairs each. Above each bed was a window the width of the bed and about four feet tall. Out those windows, they could see the Rocky Mountains. Pulled to the sides of the windows were. ”She gave me a passionate kiss and whispered, “Don’t be silly I know you’re not gay. Being gay is a sexual orientation and lifestyle, not a physical sex act. You can even have sex with a man and still not be gay. It called experimenting, being kinky, or open minded. Anal sex is simply another way to experience sexual gratification it’s completely unrelated to your sexual identity.”Needless to say I didn’t need much convincing. My cock was throbbing hard by this time. She ran her fingers lightly. For a reply I kissed her and slid my hands up to cup her large breasts through her tank top. Corri leaned forward into the kiss, trapping my hands against her chest. She moaned as I found her nipples and began teasing them through the material. I moaned myself when she wiggled her hips and settled her crotch on my lap, trapping my growing manhood painfully in my pants. I pulled my arms loose from her tits, gripped her around the waist and lifted her with me as I stood up."How did you do that?".