Besides I might just do her, since you told that FBI person she was bi.”“Are you bi?” I asked.“I don’t know, I never tried it with a woman, ...ut there is a first time for everything,” she stated with a laugh.“Well no three-sums with me,” I said.“God no, that is way too kinky,” Janet agreed.During the day, before Jess began work, Janet and I walked Mikah twice. While I took Mikah out for our lunch hike, Janet went looking for a gym with a boxing ring. She managed to find one in The Street. Sadly that feeling disappeared almost as quickly as it had come, and now the long tendril stuffed into her soaking wet mound was pulled free and hot slime leaked out from her closed lips and dribbled down her crack and over her asshole.The feeling of the tentacle didn't go away though, but now it seemed to have morphed in shape as well and she felt two different parts touching at her exposed lips. They pressed into her soft flesh and then pulled back, peeling her lips open and exposing her hole. They stopped short of the jacket and neck tie, at least. Now I was about to find out it was all or nothing!She's wasn't bad looking, Miss Mitchell, kind of skinny, on the tall side. You couldn't tell a lot about her figure, 'cause she usually wore a suit. You know, a skirt that came below her knees, a white blouse with a sort of fluffy bow tie and a jacket like a blazer. She wore her hair short and it had a touch of silver in with the gold, so I guess she was a natural blond.She was kind of. And we both enjoyed it. But, subsequent attempts had been thwarted by work schedules. I didn't think much about it when he called up. So, I straightened the living room so it wasn't so cluttered. At the appointed time, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was Al. Now, let me describe Al. He is a big, bear of a man. He stands a hair over 6 feet. He weighs a litte North of 300lbs. He has a full head of long, curly hair that he keeps pulled in to a pony tail. He has a swarthy complexion.