"I can tell all that cycling has kept you in shape" I managed to mutter. My heart was racing with thoughts going around in my head. I gave him his cof...fee. "I see you dressed for the hot weather too" he laughed. I raised my eyes and said "don't know why I bother". "Well.....why don't you join me" he said with a lustful look in his eyes. Taking my hands he pulled me towards him. His eyes wandered towards my breasts as his hands slid under my skirt. I felt his fingers slip inside my undies. I. ” We drove on through Newhaven. It is funny to think that most of the time, if you’re a pedestrian, you can’t see the lower half of drivers. How many times might you have seen a car go by, not knowing that the driver is in the buff from the waist down? Anyway, we carried on through Newhaven, with me caressing Jen’s thigh as she drove; occasionally brushing my fingertips against her pussy. I knew I was getting a rush from the experience, but I have no idea how much more electrifying it was for. .. Just guessing. We talked about our feelings for quite a while and in the end, we were already soaking wet just thinking about it. And so we decided to go hunt this night.Finding guys was not a difficult task. During vacation, it is well known that sex happens way more often and that meeting with new people is always attractive. With the heat of the climate, mixed with our light clothing and our drinking, it wasn't long before people started to come to flirt with us. We picked the guys we. ”Tony replied, “Look, John, I appreciate what you’re saying, but none of us are gay either. It’s called being bisexual, because we enjoy sex with men, just for the sake of having sex and getting off. There’s no emotional attraction of any kind. We’d all much rather be fucking and sucking our wives. That, uh, uh, physical contact allows us to get sexually satisfied, without being even more sinful and trying to fuck around with other women.”He paused for a moment, watching me as I stared blankly.