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Before I could stop myself, it slipped out, “I’ll carry you home anytime, handsome.” I managed to indian add a big laugh to make it sound like a joke but I think I meant it. I saw Sophie weaving her way through the throng on her way back up from the loo. Her face was a bit flushed, well I did warn them. She saw me look and she waved to me before changing direction and coming over to the bar. “You okay, Sophie?” I asked her. “Me, I’m wonderful,” she replied, “your Sangria is all that it’s cracked up to be, I love it, you know we’ve had two jugs between us.” For the second time this evening, her hand came and rested on mine, “And are you going to offer to carry me home as well as Pete? I might like that,” she giggled, squeezed my hand again, then off she went. What is it with these two? I’m sure they’re both chatting me up. Very strange but quite exciting, I amateur thought. This could get interesting. The last few stragglers were leaving and I was collecting the remaining glasses when a hand tapped me on the shoulder, it was Sophie, “It’s been a lovely evening, Angie, we’ll see you again tomorrow I expect,” she leaned forward and kissed my cheek, then pov she whispered, “I think I can manage to get home unaided, shame really.” She was giggling again. Over her shoulder I saw Peter approaching, he was smiling broadly. How very odd, I would have thought he should be looking anything but happy, what with Sophie’s obvious flirting with me. But he simply took my hand for a second and said, “Good-night and thank you, Angie.” When I got home, I switched the tele on to catch up on the news while I had a coffee. My mind, however, kept drifting back to my current favourite couple. I pondered on their strange behaviour but even more, I wondered at my feelings, I realised that I was attracted to both of them, they were both fun, great company and both were utterly gorgeous. He was so ridiculously handsome and she was more than beautiful. So I decided, it looks like I am bi now. By eleven in the morning the pool was already getting busy, toasted sarnies, coffees, beers and even ice creams, were doing a roaring trade. Peter and Sophie came in, Peter looking somewhat bleary-eyed but not Sophie, “Morning, Angie, got anything good for a headache, like some paracetamol or something,” asked Peter. I handed him a packet, “All part of the service, we like to keep the customers happy,” I grinned, “would you like coffees or soft drinks?” Sophie answered, “we’ll have coffee please, oh, and one glass of water for Pete, he can’t handle it as well as me,” her eyes always seemed to sparkle, “later you can perhaps tell me what blowjob else comes with the service.” Shit! There she goes again, I was glad Peter had already walked away, “Go and sit, I’ll bring them to you in a minute.” I told her, a little flustered. “You’re blushing, Angie, I like that, it suits you, makes you even prettier than you already are.” For just a second, her eyes held mine, then she followed Peter big cocks outside to the pool. Molly said with a blowjob naughty grin and raised an eyebrow "what kind of fantasies did you have about me?" she asked in a low sensual voice. “Nah. I’d love to watch that indian once. Other times big cocks she would be dangling her tits in my face. There was no way he was letting her near the knife. Karen’s just stripped amateur and came in front of everyone so you can as well.” A pov busy day. So have you fucked any pussy yet? Her taut brown nipples were standing at attention. A couple of days later, two more girls came to live with him and they immediately and firmly took up occupation of the second free bedroom. Her eyes stared at me with such hunger as my dress fell off my body.