She closed her eyes once more and cycled as fast as she could.Denise knew exactly what Melissa was trying to achieve and although she wanted her sweat... pussy on her mouth, she allowed her to have her moment. She watched with a grin as Melissa’s legs were now pushing the pedals around in such a way as to push her bottom backwards causing it to slide along the saddle.With a roar, Melissa stopped pedaling and while grasping the bars tightly, slid her pussy along the saddle until she came. Melissa. “It’s bigger than my hairbrush.” I heard Anne say. I looked over and she was on her side, her elbow on the bed and her head in her hand. She was blushing, but the look in her eye told me that she might not be strictly lesbian.“Maybe you should try it too, Anne.” Bev said lightly, running her hand over the other girl’s hip.Anne shuddered, closing her eyes.“Anne, no one, and I mean no one, will force you to do anything you don’t want to do. Tonight is about loving one another, maybe experimenting. “Promise you’ll be gentle,” she said. “I promise I will try, and I guarantee it will be better than some boy your own age with no experience.” “Rob I… I’ve never done this before, I won’t be any good.” “Yes you will, I’ll show you everything.” For a second a wicked, seductive look passed over her face then she settled back to nervous and unsure. In a woman his own age her hesitation would have been a turn off, but knowing it came from the fact that she’d never been with a man before made it. She put the rest in a trust for herself. Then she married Asshole. I believe that he married her for her money. I know he was very pissed off that it was tied up in our trust funds. Mom had had good advice.It was spring break, and I was at the country club instead of in Florida or Texas because my Asshole stepfather was the chairman of the club that year. He insisted that the whole family be there; it didn’t matter that only he golfed or played tennis and that we were discouraged from being at.