I noted that the husband was quite a lot smaller than me. This pushed me over the edge and I nearly blacked out as I drove my hips against her soft as... like a wild thing.Now they both got up, and we all headed over to the bed. I was to lie in the middle, and now things took a turn for the strange. Both of them started kissing my chest. I have never considered my self gay, and my breath intake said as much. "Just lie back and relax, enjoy. You will not be gay by this, just a little bi.". “So Matthew, what kind of girl do you like—I mean for fuckin and all”?I flash another big grin at the girls—there were about 5 of them now, huddled around me. “Ok girls—it's like this. You ain't gonna bag Matthew Dillon for bragging rights. Your not getting my ring, and your not getting my letter jacket. You don't get to brag around school how you got the all star ¼ back from the team. You don't get to brag how you nailed the biggest dick at school—cause you prolly couldn't handle it all. Gianella pushed her fingers down my shaft one last time and licked my drenched cockhead with a last flick of her tongue, then she leaned up on her knees between my legs, bringing her chest higher. I could now cup her other tit, and I immediately began groping and fondling those twin boobs anxiously. Fuck they were so soft and pliable, but so big. Her skin rolled around my palms, and I traced her rock hard nipples with my thumbs, teasing them in rapid movements as my thumbs rotated around those. Opening her legs further; I set to work, sliding my tongue deep inside her slit, drawing from back to front, treating her clit to long, slow, hot licks. My own cunt was streaming at this point and I blushed a little knowing that I was dripping on the floor. A sharp intake of breath from Dave in the corner indicated that he liked what he was seeing, and Cherie was bending her legs, arching her pelvis forward against my mouth as she took her magnificent tits in her hands and moaned.I continued.