We are on a quiet canal side and the early August evening air is cool around us, our lips fuse together and we hold eachother tight before we break ap...art breathing heavily. Catching the train back to her apartment we hold hands and giggle, stealing kisses while the scattered handful of male passengers try not to ogle us. The young, attractive bisexual girls kissing as we cuddle closer in our seats. Sophie's legs are over my lap and I teasingly run my hand beneath her skirt, her eyelids flicker. When it was gone, shecleaned my lips off with her tongue. Then she ate her own breakfast.When she finished, she got up and opened a bottle. I couldn't see whatit was. She poured it into a baby bottle, screwed on the nipple andcame back. It was a pale yellow color. She put it up to my lips, but Iwas reluctant to drink it. She looked puzzled, looked at the bottle,looked at me, and it dawned on her what was the problem. "Oh, you'rethuch a thilly thithy baby. Thith ith appwel juith. Thee." She put. But oddly enough I was also hard, just thinking about it. I took a shower and lay down on the bed. I took a hand mirror, pulled my legs back as far as I could and looked at my ass. It was still stretched and loose from the poundings Carl had given it the night before. I slid my finger in, and it was sore and swollen. But it felt good, in a weird way. For the first time in this whole ordeal, I thought about how I was always very attracted to women, and never really thought about doing anything. Oh, what a change, indeed. Now we're all naked and having fun, lots of fun. It's so sexy, so erotic yet there's no intercourse, yet, anyway, although one had to wonder just how long the current boundaries might remain.Rich soon had two fingers in me and had my clit in a frenzy, it was so good.There were moans now from up and down the line, I looked back and saw the guys all squatting down, their cocks hard between their legs as they worked so lovingly on the pussy displayed in front of each one.