One different guy every six weeks. Yeah, that was about my average.We discussed everything sexual that we had done. The secrets that we even kept from...our wives as it was either too embarrassing or we feared they might leave us if they knew the full extent of our sexuality."Alex, do you do stuff to yourself that you don't know where the ideas come from?" Dave asked me."Like what?" I asked."Like I shave my pubic hair and my under arms. I don't know if it is a particularly gay thing to do but I. I could not fall asleep and I did not feel Pierre either.Without doing it on purpose, I made a movement and my hand touched his.Whispering, he asked me if I wanted to cuddle with him, and his hand rested on mine.I did not plan that, and my heart started beating harder.On the other hand, he was what we call "a handsome guy" and then my curiosity took over.I knew only heterosexuality, but why not try something else if an opportunity such as this one arose?"Yes, why not," I whispered.Pierre stood. I rushed back to my apartment with anidea that occurred to me. I stayed up most of the night going throughthe videos, doing some editing, posting them. I had decided to create asite of her, or for her. At some point it occurred to me to tie it intoa porno network. I created a sequence of videos, set up a story. Onlysubscribers could see this. That's sort of secret, right?I got up around 10 and threw myself back into my work. I was at it untilnearly 7. Two days and my girlfriend will be. She was terrified that her friend had changed her mind and wanted her stop. But Jennifer dispelled her fears with a smile. “You almost made me come just then,” she said. “I don’t want to come yet. Carol. I want to do… other things.” Carol sighed happily. Jennifer sat down beside her. She pushed Carol down on the bed and spread her thighs apart. She began to finger fuck Carol’s twat with great concentration, staring down so that she could see her fingers vanish up that wet, pink slit. Carol’s.