Julie was studying to be a legal assistant while working at McDonald's, and I could see her textbooks filling the shelves. They had pictures up, pictu...es of women mostly, beautiful women in tight latex, with perfect lipstick and slicked-back hair and pride showing in their faces. A deck of cards was dealt and we played euchre, with Gwen and I versus the E's; Paulie and Julie. We played a few hands too, they were good, maybe better than I was, but I had some luck with the cards. After a few. She looked at her sister, and while she sank onto my shaft she said, “The first time we did this was much slower and more emotional. But this is not the time for that.” She backed up her words. She was impaled on my shaft, facing Gabby, her ass and naked back all I could see. She leaned back against me, changing the angle of penetration and allowing me to become buried deeper inside her. She bounced up and down. Her golden hair was moving with her thrusts, whipping around and lightly caressing. I can't see loving a dude. Sorry. It's not my thing. But I do, however like to have sex with guys also.I told Penny that if that is what she wanted to see, then I would be glad to do it for her. It was for me also, duh!After having a few experiences with some bi guys, we were both yearning to meet up with a Black bi guy.So it seemed that this particular Black gentleman wanted to meet us also. His name was Darrell. We met him on swingers site. He had a very large cock. I was thinking that this. Thomas reached over and pushed at my shoulder. ‘I’ve got your back and I’ll save your ass just like I did in the sandbox.’ Even in my worried mindset, I had to laugh. It was an old joke between us that Thomas had saved me in Afghanistan, truth of the matter was just the opposite. Our squad had been on patrol outside of Farah and was attacked. Instead of finding cover and hunkering down, I pushed my men on through the ambush to the safety of a building where we could fight off the Taliban..