I guess that I am bisexual since one of my suitors is a woman.The problem is that there are things that I like about each one of my suitors. I am goin... to have to search my heart and figure out which one that I love. The reason why this problem is so hard is that I will be hurting two of my friends no matter who I pick. I am mulling over this problem at the same time that I am watching the movie Home Alone 3 with my friend Sereena and my newlywed friends Brooke and Keo. If I wasn't so. So later that night Paul arrived at my house and immediately began questioning me about my secret. His first assumption was that I had been cheating on him which I suppose would be the normal suspicion in a situation like this but I assured him that wasn't the case. Was I breaking up with him? Was I in love with someone else? Did I just not love him anymore? All these were the questions he assualted me with before I even had a chance to explain what I needed to tell him. So as I got him to. Without hesitation I set my glass down and walk to you and drop to my knees. Your legs are on either side of me and your breasts hang in front of me, just at eye level. Without hesitation I start to lick the juices off. You giggle and grab a handful of my hair. I lick and twist and suck harder. Your moaning gets louder. My cunt is dripping. Finally I bite down just a tad too hard on your nipple and you gasp, yanking my face upwards by my hair. I wince but you seem to get off on it. I can smell. She spilled the beans and told me of every single time that she fucked around since we met 25 years ago. She did it 3 times while we were going out the 5 years before our marriage and after we got married she fucked a policeman in 96, in 97 another policeman finger fucked her at work, in 2001 her best friends husband finger fucked her in our house and in 2002 she fucked him at their house, in 2010 her uncle (who is 5 years older than her and married with 3 c***dren) fucked her 5 times in 2.