Likewise I dashed around the aisles and shelves gathering the makings of a traditional English cup of tea together with a few other provisions and pre...ented myself to a checkout clerk who made no comment or gave me any assistance as I tried to fathom the prices or sought to identify the banknotes recently acquired at the airport. She idly turned the items slowly over as she looked for the barcode labels and I felt myself screaming inside for her to hurry up and get on with it so that I could. Neither Greg or myself considered ourselves "bi". On the other hand, neither of us was in the least bit homophobic, although we had not ever had any kind of sexual contact with another male before we met, and not with each other unless one or both of our wives were also present. But we had discovered that we weren't in the least bit shy about touching one another, or tasting the others spend, in the context of group sex. We would each happily take the others cock in hand and guide it into one. I had a very pleasant glass of Coonawarra shiraz in my hand. It was getting close to 1am. Lara and Rose had gone to bed. Penny was sitting close by me on the couch with her feet curled up underneath her. Allison and Monica were standing in front us. “Time for us to head off to bed Penny”, said Monica, as they both gave Penny a stare. I took the hint. I stood up and said “It’s late and I should go. Thanks very much for dinner and the wine ladies. I’ve had a great evening”. I noticed. “Same here, babe! Same here! I’ve craved this pussy and this ass for the longest time!” I confessed as I reamed her good and rough.“It’s been yours all along. All you had to do was ask,” Brittany encouraged me as I plowed her from behind and admired her lovely tush.“Silly me!” I chuckled as I drove further inside her with each thrust.“Best part, by the way, is that I’m fresh off the Pill and fertile as Hell!” Brittany teased me as she squeezed my dick like a vise.“What the fuck?” I exclaimed,.