“My my, aren’t we a little slut” she observed as she noticed how hard he was.She began to caress his cock with the tip of the crop lightly flick...ng it causing him to jump. Then she hit his balls hard 5 times causing him to scream into the cock in his mouth humiliating him even more.Eli clicked her fingers and the girls let the sobbing Steve down and took him to the dead centre of the room which was used as a toilet. In the centre lay a device that looked like two spreader bars held apart by. If they did not hook up with a couple, they would go back to their room and suck each other off. I smiled and said that I was bisexual also.They said that the place was not very bi-friendly for men so they had not seen any other bi-guys there. I told them that our goal was to meet guys that wanted to have sex with both of us. By this time, the guys were sitting in chairs (still clothed) and my naked wife was sitting next to me. The conversation was getting my dick hard. I told them that I had. “You didn’t know? Could you have been the one to knock her up?”“Umm, Paul interjected, “This is going off track, guys.”“I just want to know if Jim here, knocked up my roomie,” Celia was pissed, or appeared so.Taking a deep breath, Jim answered his wife’s accusation. “No, I certainly didn’t knock her up. The closest thing to sex I ever had with her was bumping into her tits by accident when coming out of your bathroom one time. I didn’t know she was coming in at the same time I was going out.”“I. I just didn’t know it would happen so fast. Pinky and I got to talking. Finding out about each other. I was in for pot – Pinky was in for murder. I asked how he wound up in PC and he explained he had been caught ass fucking his former cell mate, which I believed was the other way around. I sat on my bottom bunk and listened to his story. Pinky kept talking and playing with crotch – something I found he would do as long as I knew him – no matter what the subject. Finally, I told him, “let me.