I found it difficult to concentrate on one feeling at a time, and both sensations seemed to attack my senses with different intensities. My orgasm was...building rapidly with the attentions of both women. I found my hands grasp the nape of Melissa’s neck as I pulled her into my pussy. I held her firmly with one hand while my other attempted to come around behind Sandy’s head as I tried to push her into my anus from behind. I sighed and shook my head from side to side as I worked my anus and pussy. Escape was impossible. She spent her off hours in a near catatonic state of depression. She had cried for an entire week, but when no tears were left and utter hopelessness overtook her, Laurel lost not only hope, but the will to live. She complied with all orders she was given, she knew better than to disobey, but each time her body was impaled with dildo or phallus, each time she sucked a penis or nest to orgasm, each time she was whipped, nipple clamps applied or she was tightly bound and. And the women are jealous, because they know that they could never look as good as she is right now. ‘We’ll, that was interesting at the elevator, ‘ she says as we make our way through the parking lot, ‘some people can be so freakin’ rude, and disgusting, y’know?’ As she opens the passenger side door, and gets the car. ‘I know, but,’ as I open my door and ge in, also, ‘when you look like, an angel in a black dress,’ looking at her, and I can see some creamy thighs, from the dress riding up her. We had initially hit it off as friends but one night after a few too many drinks, we discovered we had even more in common and ended up having a hot all-night session of man-on-man sex.I’ve always been bi, despite being married for twenty years and having two teenage daughters. While my wife Laura was aware of my bi inclinations, it was not something I had discussed with my daughters Tamara, nineteen, and Amelia, seventeen.I met up with Marcus a couple of times a month - normally for a few.