Matt, Liza, and I have texted and talked for several weeks, indicating all are still interested. Wanting to move to the next level, I arranged a trip...to their area after asking them if they'd like to meet. They knew of my bi-rookie status and suggested this local coffee shop as a first meeting place because of its relaxed atmosphere and comfortable conversation areas offering some level of privacy. Sitting in one of these conversation areas, my mind wanders, reviewing all that's led to this. My body was still vibrating with the aftershocks of my rage as she raised her other hand to briefly touch my cheek."Breathe," she murmured softly. I drew in a rattling breath, my windpipe not committed to the idea, but they got easier, one after the other, until in a few minutes I didn't have to consciously will my body to sustain itself. When I finally became calm enough to be coherent, Dr. Payton began again."Mark," Dr. Payton said softly, "we've talked today about how our perceived reality. ”As I am taking off my basketball shorts, my mom starts to sit up to get a better view. Her eyes are glued to my crotch and her mouth is open with her tongue moving around inside.“Come on just take them off already you don’t need to do a striptease for me I don’t have the patience for that!”“Ok mom I just want to enjoy this.”“Honey I don’t think this will be the last time.”“Really?! I hope not!”I pull down my boxer shorts and step of out them. As I stand up tall, my dick is nearly fully hard. The other woman wore an electric blue “wet look” bikini with pucker back bottom accenting her exposed firm butt cheek curves.After about twenty minutes of them relaxing, Rhonda sent Brutus down but kept Ajax back and then proceeded to watch events unfold much as what happened to her last summer.Finally, both women got the courage to get up and head for the riverbank to make their getaway, with Brutus following closely behind, both women not realizing they were being herded. When both women.