"Allison stopped on her way past with plates and kissed me on the cheek. "Your best is always good enough for me."Shannon rolled her eyes. "Suck up."A...llison just grinned. "Who? Me? Every chance I get!" She walked slowly away swinging her cute little butt in exaggerated arcs as she went.I looked at Shannon who was following the motion with her eyes. "Dessert?" Definitely. As for the appetizer..." She put her hand behind my neck and drew me in for a hot kiss. We were still at it when Allison got. I said that it was for someone to watch us whilst we made love. Jamie probed a little further and said it should be man who was watching us. We were in bed about to go to sleep and had already had some great sex, but I saw that Jamie had an extremely hard erection. I gently licked a little pre come off the end of his penis. He then surprisingly suggested a threesome with another man, and I just agreed that sounded a fun fantasy.He paused quite a bit and then said it could be a black man.His. I crossed the field and found #36 in her usual stall in the long barn used to keep the mares being bred that week. The farm workers would keep them separate from the studs until they were in heat, and then breed them artificially. I’d been there two nights earlier, and was glad to see she was still there. Little did the owner know that a man was also depositing sperm into his mares, just man-sperm, and my breeding was done the natural way….by fucking. I wonder what he would have thought if he. I pushed June to the back of my mind, into the compartment labelled rejections. In my teens I'd had many, virtually all of which were now forgotten, so one more was going to make little difference. Looking back, those rejections helped mould my opinion of the opposite sex.During the rest of the year, I rarely thought about June for more than a few seconds. On the second of January Paul rang, wanting to meet up for a pint and regale me with his Spanish break exploits. His local was our usual.