I described Terry and told Tina about my one drunken bisexual experience as she alternately stroked my dick and rubber her overheated pussy."Would you...do it again? She asked as she stroked my revived dick."Would you do it to him?" She asked. Her fingers were buried in her soaking wet pussy and her breathing was uneven and ragged."Maybe. I thought about it back then but I couldn't. I'm not gay and that was a tough thing to rationalize back then. I was only twenty at the time." Fuck, this has me. Sammie felt his full lips as they surrounded her swollen nub.”That feels really good. I hope he doesn’t stop too soon?” she thought. And then she felt it; a firm push from his tongue and then heaven surrounded her mind and body as Bobby began sucking. Sammie never had anyone suck her clit. She’d had it lick a few times, but no one ever sucked on it. “Damn, it felt wonderful,” she thought. Bobby sucked and licked like it was a small penis. Almost ten minutes had passed and Sammie began pressing. " And now we have the truth, she added mentally. Damn, why don't people just cough it up to start with? It would save a lot of time. At least I'm no longer naive enough to start a report until I'm sure that I'm getting the real story. It pisses me off to finish a long narrative, then find out that I have to tear the report up and start over because someone has been bullshitting me."Uh, won't you please sit down? I guess I'm shook. I don't even remember if I invited you to sit or not." No. We get out of our cars and look at each other. Your eyes wide as I walk towards the back of my car, studying my figure, high heels, smooth sexy legs, cute figure, sexy little dress, long red hair. You step towards me and hold your hand out, I take it and you pull me gently towards you, sliding your hand round my waist and your other hand through my hair. I lean forward and press my lips to yours, letting our lips touch, savouring the moment of our first kiss, you can smell the intoxicating.