Do you handle it much?” he enquired.“Ha ha!” I chortled “Yeah quite often and normally with good results cumming from it.”“Do you often le... other men borrow your rod?” he asked.Suddenly the sexual tension was out. I knew exactly what he meant. I hadn’t said but I am bi-sexual having dabbled with men a few times before I married and the last time being around six years ago.“Yes,” I slowly answered as I rolled over onto my back “But only with a guy who knows how to handle a staff.” I smiled at. So beautiful. Ever since I had seen a “Playgirl” magazine at such a young age, I lusted after soft, hanging cocks. The pictures had awaken urges and desires in me. I just found them beautiful. I didn’t even hesitate. I moved instinctively to my knees before him and felt the soft skin of his cock and balls against my face. I loved being in this position. I just did what seemed to come naturally and licked and kissed his soft shaft and dangling, hairy balls. I loved how they tightened up under. Both Bobby and Scotty were very surprised by the others admission and wondered how the girls had picked up on it.Bobby and Scotty had jerked off together a number of times, but neither of them had the courage to suggest that they suck each other.“Now let’s see who goes first. I will flip a coin and you call it Bobby. The loser goes first,” said Suzie.“I call heads,” said Bobby.Both girls giggled and Betty said, “Heads, that is funny Bobby.”Suzie flipped the coin and it came up heads, which. They saw a few men in white working with a pink liquid. Several girls who could only be described as porn stars sat around on rather ominous looking chairs. They were swinging their long legs back and forth and twirled their hair."You know, I think I'm starting to agree with you," said Janice. "This place is weird." Hey," Dawn asked Fink. She pushed to the front of the group. "What's with all the stripper wannabees?" That's a rather ignorant stereotype," said Fink calmly. "I'll have you know.