After all the anticipation I might have been disappointed if he hadn't.I confess I have not had a huge amount of sexual experience. I was a rather sh... youth and only had one serious girlfriend before getting married. I could count the number of people who had ever held my cock in their hands ... well, on one hand. Having someone new touch me was wonderful. Having the dry, slightly rough skin of another man hold and rub me, ecstatic.As the steam in the room cleared a little I could see I was. “Well, what do you think?” Linda asked. “How long have you been bi-curious?” I replied. “For a while now, I never thought I’d try it, but, this is too good an opportunity to pass on.” “It is blackmail, Jo’s right,” I replied. “I don’t give a fuck, she should have thought about it before she fucked you, anyway, what have you to complain about, you come out of this alright, I bet you’ve always fancied watching two women having sex, and a threesome.” It was as though she could read my mind.. It looked as if her actions were genuine and blouse that was loose got pushed up accidentally. The net result was, the lower half of her small breasts were visible to me, including the lower half of her areole. The blouse miraculously still covered her nipples. I was truly fascinated by the sight of those small breasts that contrasted so much from Kamala Madame's large and full boobs. These had a strange appeal to me...they looked like flower buds and so inviting. I had this strong urge to. Would the senses we have in our mouths find enjoyment Yes, we would taste each other at last?Would Gina enjoy the subtle mixing of our labored breathing? Would Gina enjoy the warm, wet lust that fills each of our mouths? Would Gina permitted our lips to part. Encouraging, although would both our tongues, know of these secrets already?Could Gina survive the agony of sweet ecstasy, but whatever would Gina expect to gain without making the proper investment up front?This investment period is where.