Stephanie reminded them that she was the instructor and sometimes a model but that she was not about to jerk anyone off, give blowjobs, or let us fuck...her. She did say that we might be able to get her and Ellen to put on a lesbian act if we were very good.Well I’ll tell you, Ellen and Stephanie looked great in anything that they put on. Ellen modeled every single nightie that was brought both hers and Stephanie’s nighties. She also tried on every pair of panties and all of her bras. Stephanie’s. There was no doubt the level of flirtation had elevated from playful to something dangerous.At breakfast, the surprises just kept on coming. After twenty minutes of generic conversation, I asked, "So did you get lucky last night?" She did," she answered.I gasped, surprised after she said she didn't like cunt yesterday, "You're bi?"She looked directly into my eyes and said, as if challenging me, "I believe everyone is bi...given the opportunity."My cock hard again because of Mia's naughty words,. She embraced this moment every day as the sunset mellowedinto the horizon. It was her moment of zen: a time of peace to forgetthe day's events and of those that have yet to occur.Lana was of age 25, no longer a booming bud but a blossomed flower.Everyone said she looked like Mother, and she can see why. She had thesame beautiful golden locks, hanging free down to her waist. Her eyeswore the same silver-blue hue, with the same alertness of a doe's eyes. Fair skin and soft, glowing features,. My cock responded, staying semi hard. Dana stood over me, facing me, and lowered herself, down, until she was crouched over my cock. She let her weight push down, impaling her pussy with my cock. She bounced up and down, playing with her tits, as we both moaned. My cock was getting hard again inside of her as we fucked. Dana fucked me vigorously, pounding her hips down, flesh smacking together, her small tits bouncing as she put her hands on my chest to hold herself up. Dana came hard, losing.