One of her hands holding her pussy lips apart moved down and a finger slipped into her wet pussy hole. “This is the place where rubbing feels t...he best!” She sighed, as she started to work her fingers in and out. She came after a minute, and lay looking at me. “That was nice,” she sighed, and sat up, reaching for me. She pulled down my jockey shorts saying, “Touch yourself.” I started beating my meat, and Kathy wrapped her fingers around my balls feeling. Over the past two years I had favored male company, and while I hadn't settled down, I had a number of relationships, short though they were, as I wasn't ready to settle down with either sex. I wanted to play the field and do as much exploring and experimenting as possible before doing the whole commitment thing. With my last boyfriend, I was very open about my submissive side and my bisexual side. Straight away I told him that I was bisexual and enjoyed sex with both males and females and that. When we had finished I fell into a relaxing shallow sleep…..I could feel his hands touching my hair tenderly……rubbing my temple……making me relax even more. 7.50pm I woke, the flavours of the dinner Darren was preparing woke me up. It was spicy, but I wasn’t sure what it was. In a way it reminded me of my Mum’s cooking when the smell used to fill every corner of the house and make you feel like it more every minute before you finally ate. I reached for the phone by the bedside table, pressed my. She ran her slender hand through her hair a few timesthen began to play with her earring. I found myself soon becoming moreinterested in watching her than the subject that the Professor waslecturing on... besides, she was much better to look at than he was.She stretched out causing her baggy shirt to reveal a bit of her smoothflat stomach, I smiled when she quickly pulled it back down and lookedaround. The fear of her catching me looking, caused me to quickly turnmy head and lock on the.