Gary broke the silence. “I have an idea! Why don’t we talk about our favourite fantasies and we can do our best to fulfil them in the weeks to com...?” Gary’s idea was greeted with great enthusiasm from the girls; I wasn’t so sure that that wanted to know about my favourite fantasy. When I was younger I had fooled around with a couple of other guys at school, but lately I was being more drawn to stories of bi experiences. I was very straight but was dying to see if sucking another mans cock was. . and ... and", she kept going on making excuses like her old self, possible the effect of the margarita had already worn off he though."Oh dear, never mind that" Rob said, "You smell absolutely wonderful, did not know your sweat could be so lovely or is it the margarita that I taste. Don't shower, I am horny and could lick it of your body, please let me!" "It makes me think like I am licking a wild Orchid with the rain just fallen on it!", Rob spoke softly and sweet and kept on making. Thank you.” The entire exchange would have been so much more believable had he actually been talking to my eyes rather than my tits, “Would you like something cold to drink? You must be absolutely poached working in that heat.” “That would be much appreciated, thanks.” “Please close the door, I’m trying to keep the cool air in.” I heard the door shut as I opened the fridge for the lemonade, which nearly slid right out of my hands at the sudden feel of a pair of rough hands squeezing my. Gods! He knew he should sit down and talk with both of them. Either stop this or... Or what? Or continue? To what end? To take them to bed? Is that what he wanted?Of course it was! The mere though of their warm soft bodies, heavy full breasts, wide generous hips and then there was... Well he sure wasn't a man-lover. How could he not want them! But it was so wrong! His aunt and cousin! How could he take advantage of them like that? Or would he? Who really started it every time? It almost hurt.