Dad then asked his friend "do you know what she gets if she's a good girl??". I took one look at dads friend & knew he remembered what dad promised to... give me if I was a good girl. Dad didn't wait for his friend to answer, instead he told me to get down on all fours in front of his friend. He then told his friend " I think I'll let you do the honors". My heart was pounding, from excitement or fear I couldn't tell. After a little hesitation & encouragement, dads friend started rubbing my pussy. And landed on the adult porn channel. We sat and watched as the little blonde girl got fucked real hard by the guy with the big cock. As we were watching I started to get a tent in my jammies James being 12 didn’t know why that happened so I told him and he said “I wanna do what the guy and girl are doing” so I said “ok which do you wanna be the girl or the boy” my horny cousin said “I don’t care just as long as we both feel good”.So I told him he could be the girl since he barely had any hair. But she would get over it when she learned of the size of his raise and what that would allow them to do. He would just give her time to adjust, and stay out of her way until that happened.Clair looked at him and he knew she was still upset. She had said, "I am going to dance with my friends and enjoy them while I can, before you yank me out of here and drag me to LA. You could have at least talked to me about it before it was a done deal." And she had turned and walked away from him.The first. We were two bisexual men in a same-sex relationship. We would see a good looking woman, and inevitably, one of us would say something like, "nice tits". We were lucky enough to find another couple in the same situation. We didn't go clubbing, which seems to be the hallmark of modern gay culture, but we did find a little neighborhood gay bar which fit our interests. By which I mean it was a gay bar, with sports on TV, and no loud thumping music.Any way, we met another couple; two bisexual.