" She seemed to squirm in her seat and then asked, "What more would you want ... from me?"I wasn't sure what she meant, though ideas were flitting thr...ugh my head. "I don't know... "Her look shifted from curious to distant. "I seem to recall ... a certain, dejected face... " she looked back at me. "When you were getting ready for your first date with Erin... "My brow furrowed. I knew when she was talking about, but not sure about the relevance. "Yeah?" Yeah. You said that you'd be perfectly. I dug my nails into the back, pulling his face into me. I gasped at the glorious feel of his cock penetrating me roughly, slamming my body against the slippery shower wall. The moist air created a thick fog, forcing me to gasp for breath. “Harder!” I begged.The climax in me grew quickly. It felt like it was coming from every extremity of my aroused body, moving toward a thundering climax. Goosebumps covered my skin in the hot shower like cold-chills in fevered heat. I gasped again, surrendering. Her slim hands lay against my nude chest. "Jason," she whispered. "Thank you for making me feel so relaxed and comfortable in the presence of a naked man. I think I can tell you a secret. In a way, I kinda wish I was just a little bit bad. If I was, I'd ... I'd..."Instead of saying more, Debbie allowed her fingers to slowly feel their way down my chest and belly. She pulled my towel off its erect cock-rack, put it to her face, and breathed in the masculine scent imbedded within.Suddenly, the. ”“I don’t…,” I began.“Yes, you do, and it shows. I can’t explain it, exactly, but someone who is bisexual does me differently than a real lesbian. Still, you were good. I didn’t expect this to be a really long relationship. Don’t worry about it.”“Well…”“Now be quiet.”She slipped down and began to lick my clit. It felt good, her tongue doing what an enthusiastic tongue should, but she had me thinking about cock. I imagined being fucked by a guy, some guy, any guy, and my orgasm was so far away I.