He took my hand and led me through the automatic door, grabbing a basket as we entered. He moved ahead of me and I appreciated his delightful ass in t...e snug, worn jeans. He moved with grace and beauty. Andy stopped and turned to me, calling my name and reaching out his hand.The store was nearly empty at this hour, with only a few sleepy clerks wandering about, drinking coffee and talking with each other. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and began telling him about my workout, the people at. From there he worked his way to city fire chief, then to county fire marshal, and eventually occupied the position of Chairman of the National Fire Safety Counsel. He was a nationally known figure in the fire suppression business. He had even been summoned by the President of the United States to dispense advice in his area of expertise. He didn’t become ‘The Incinerator’ until he was in his 30’s, well after his hands-on firefighting had ceased. He just loved to be at blazes. One particular. "I'd like to go home too, you know!" she said, then did the totally unexpected. She turned her chair his way, at the same time uncrossing her gorgeous legs. Suddenly, Vic was no longer looking at sexy crossed legs. He was looking at sexy legs opened wide enough for his eyes to stare right between them. He couldn't quite see her panties, but what he saw had him on the brink of letting go for a second time. At the very least, his big bulging dick was ready to burst right through his pants, a. Was I attracted to both men and women because I was aroused or was I always bisexual? “That’s enough,” I said, standing up and dropping my Speedo. My cock was hard as steel. The women had to take their turn. “I’ll remove Lynette’s pussy cover,” I volunteered my services. Lynette laid on the recliner and lifted her behind to give me access to her bikini bottom. Slowly, savoring every moment I pulled the tiny piece of cloth over her hips. At first it seemed as if her pussy didn’t want to let go.