Sometime later, I found myself on the swim team with daily practices. That went on for years as I moved from one age group to the next. When it wasn't...raining, I rode my bike to practice. Then, we started going to meets." How old were you?" I don't remember exactly, but I have a CD around here somewhere that I made from scanning early swim meet results. Anyway, the coach made us swim in all events. If he caught us loafing in any, he would make us practice only that stroke." Did you like swim. This was a fantastic sight and she could see i was enjoying it as she unbuttoned her blouse and let her tits flow free."Why don't you play with them.I love having my boobs played with whilst i am fucking.It especially turns me on having my nipples licked and sucked".I didn't need asking twice so i grabbed her tits and proceeded to lick and suck them biting on her nipples occasionally.This excited her and she seemed to ride me even harder.Not that she wasn't already riding me like a woman. For my second assignment a week after that, Ada asked if I would like to meet two French couples in their thirties. “They are here on a trade mission and they loved your pics. And they are bisexual and apparently seriously kinky. If their expectations of you make you uncomfortable don’t be afraid to say no. Or pander to them and ask for an extra fee.”I have never had a French lover. The French are renowned lovers, the thought of two French bisexual couples in their thirties, perhaps kinky. But then Gus came. Gus came and kissed Carl. A real kiss, and Linda was surprised. A real kiss, with a couple of tongues touching each other! Then they went away, together.Linda couldn't believe it! Not the fact that they had kissed, it wasn't that. Linda was 19, she was big enough to know that gay people exist, and she had no problem with them. But she had never seen two men kissing, not in real life, anyway.Now, if you had told Linda on the day before that you had just seen a couple of guys.