From what I understand, most people use them as a public daily journal. For me, I really don’t care what you had for breakfast or that your bowels a...e now regular, it is just what I consider too much information. We ended the naughts by paying the piper so to speak, as our house of cards we called the economy came crashing down on top of us. We lived the whole decade with cheap interest, unsecured loans to houses we couldn’t afford and had no business living in. Banks were giving loans to. I look at the time and it just over 6:30, we had been making out for over an hour and a half! I attempted to gather my breath and managed to muster out the time. She then slowly climbed off me and stood on the ground. I stood there nearly out of it, in mesmerized state of pleasure, as useful to the world as a corpse. She picked up her clothes and then sat in the grass for a few minutes, allowing all of our combines cum to leak from her onto the grass. She looked at me with an impish smile as. “I actually hoped for two for the price of one. I’m definitely bi myself, and a bit on the slutty side. I’m married, but the hubby doesn’t ask questions, basically looks the other way, so I return the favor. Are you bi, by any chance?” the woman asked Nina, “by the way, my name’s Heather Sanchez.”“Bruce Alton,” I formally introduced myself, “and Nina has told me that she is bi, though she hasn’t mentioned a lot of ladies yet.”“No, but I’m more than willing to give it a good go. Why not? We can. I was laying on the bed pretty much naked with my legs spread open and my tits, cunt and ass exposed. He then blind folded me, said he would be back and left the room.It seemed like forever but after what was probably only a couple of minutes he came back in the room, he sat on my face and told me to lick his ass hole but the voice belonged to someone else. I panicked and suddenly felt self conscious. I was laying there with everything on show and no idea how many people were looking at me and.