If you want?" She said that, adding the condition at the end, realizing that, well, she was older, her breasts couldn't compare with her eighteen-year...old daughter's, heavens, who's could? "Yeah, I'd like that," he said, still not fully sure of what exactly was going on, adding, "I'll go change and be right back," turning to leave. "Trent, what do you mean, change? We can just sleep together without anything on, if you want?" she said, again adding on the question. Well, he certainly knew that. .. and tomorrow I'll look around for a boat for you, Sir. Okay?" Well done - everything went fine…We ended up in one of the typical restaurants that are frequented almost exclusively by locals. In the garden, between bushes somewhat shielded, there was a small dance floor, and there we found a fine table. Little-curly-head looked at that dance floor - "sometimes get a couple of musicians and then there is dancing - you can dance" - "Well, not particularly, but I like good music." We were lucky!. As I was thinking about enjoying a hard double penetration; both guys simultaneously left off their grip on me and I quickly slid downward between them. I cried out in ecstasy as both cockheads were shoved brutally into my both orifices. The intensity brought me to an orgasm…My whole body convulsed and I heard my voice was a mix of a cry, a shriek, a laugh, a sigh and a moan… a song all at once. The orgasm passed and my body fell limp and exhausted; my arms were hanging down the back of the. He smiled and said it was okay, that it was normal to masturbate, that he did and he was sure Miss Burke did too.He asked me if I had ever thought about men when I masturbated and suddenly I understood what was meant by man love. I had fantasised about other men, I felt ashamed and embarrassed by it but I had. I think my hesitancy to reply told him my answer. He went on, “I am bisexual." He paused, watching the effect of his words on my demenour. "You know what that means don’t you?” I nodded..