Using a paper towel I wiped the dust off of the red leather album. I couldn't remember ever seeing this particular album, but a slight shudder swept m...y body as I had an inkling of what it held.I sat on a spot clear of the stacked clothes on my father's queen sized bed, the album balanced precariously on my jean covered lap. I slowly opened the album to the first page and gasped. It was as I had feared!There was a photo of me standing against what had been my bedroom's wall. The script under the. I can laugh now that the danger is over, but at the time I was terribly concerned about the outcome because she was a bit of a witch and I feared for my freedom and liberty to roam amongst the budding nymphs for several future years of down and dirty partying.Rosalind was not the most beautiful girl in the bumper crop of juicy cunts, but she had this mystery around her stunning body that sucked one in with a finality that was more like prison bars and handcuffs than a bed of roses with a handy. ‘I also learned from Sally that you’ve been over to my house for beers with John on Tuesday and he comes over here on Fridays. It wasn’t hard to work out. I know he’s bi-sexual because he told me before we got married. All I stipulated was that he was to be discreet and pick another bi-sexual for his kind of sex, one that is clean. When he took another lover on, my sex life also increased, as has happened now. I’m glad that he’s picked one closer to home so that I don’t have to travel far to. One was even more beautifully formed than the other. I introduced myself to the boys by first softly and playfully stroking them. Shocked for a moment when even a big black dick from the ceiling landed on my back. But he also received a friendly greeting. Soon every dick got the necessary attention from my tongue and mouth. I jumped back and forth from one to the other. More or less rhythmically in line with the music. The hall was audible impressed by the spectacle. But I had completely.