At first she remained more reserved... listening more than sharing... never feeling judged made me more comfortable... I would peel the layers of tabo... and openly share my most intimate desires... I so loved being able to be completely myself... openly sharing some pretty perverted desires helped me discover myself... we both drew a certain pleasure from sharing memories or what ifs events... my total reveal encouraged her to open up more... listening to one another while describing what turns. As you can imagine it didnt take long before our cocks were rock hard. My dick was literally aching. The more pages we turned, the more the throbbing in my pants intensified. I glanced over at Pete and saw that he was slowly squeezing the bulge in his jeans. I started doing the same, rubbing up and down the length of my hardness.Now let's take a break while I explain a few things. First, neither of us was gay and we lived in a small southern town where homosexuals were refered to as 'faggots'. Roger masturbated himself with all his being, his hand pulling at his thick instrument in a hungry sawing movement. He grinned lewdly as he watched Alice's lust-contorted face in the dim light of the room and Dick's throbbing cock being driven deeper and deeper between her swaying buttocks.His eyes glazed with a wild animal lust, he saw them cumming together in a perfect explosion of spurting lava and convulsing orgasm. And then they lay still, limbs entwined, faces covered with perspiration, a. For about a year now." I thought so,... hell I hoped so." Are you going to help me fuck Jenny." Oh Jack, you bastard, I can't believe it but that turns me on so much... imagining you fucking my Jenny." Will you help me fuck her?" Yes"The phone interrupted. Joan Blitz was on the line. When Jack hung the phone up he looked at Beth and said,"Beth... Joan is bi-sexual, would you like to join us in my office. I love to watch women in a hot 69? I know she would welcome you. Shall I call you in after.