Her friend, seeing that she had got Emily’s attention, leans over, saying, “Did you hear the latest?”“No.” Which was not surprising, since S...acy was always the first one getting the latest gossip at school.“I just heard, Laura Henschel is pregnant.”“You’re kidding.” Emily replied, now turning her body around o face her friend. Just hearing Laura’s name brought back memories of that fateful day when she caught Gary and that slut making out in the hallway. “I wonder if it’s Gary’s?”“Yep, or so. I consider myself to be a normal, heterosexual man now, but I still remember when Matt, a good family friend who was forty-two at the time, taught me the joys of being bisexual, and sucking one another’s cocks.Matt is now in his late-sixties and still lives in the Montgomery, Alabama area. I looked him up and called to let him know that I was thinking about writing a story about our mutually beneficial experiences those many years ago. He agreed to write the first part of the story for me, to. I laid down moving her hair from her neck and kissed her as she laid there with a big smile on her face.”That feels so good “she said as my cock throbbed deep inside her”so warm and good “she again said. I kept my cock inside her when I stood back up rubbing my hands along her body . She lifted her chest up when my hands moved up under her breasts allowing me to rub her nipples. They were hard and firm from the excitement she just experienced and surprisingly I was still hard as well. I saw. Now I remember how it was and the pleasure I felt when my sister washed my body, then, thin and immature, with her bare hands.I echo her words in my mind at the time: "Mateo, I will come back one day ..... come back for you," she said as her hand moved from my chest down to continue the soapy bath, and the first time exciting me, stroking my cock and balls, between my legs with the warm and soapy water. That same afternoon, Marisa started making love with me and since then we've done it a few.