Ann and the HandymanChapter 13
I now found myself torn between the delights of a young woman's body and the animal lusting for cock. How could I give up one for the other, the weekend with Sandi was so perfect and yet so was the few days with Alan. The thought of never eating pussy again or going without a cock buried in one of my holes, tortured me. But then it dawned on me, I was such a fool: I didn't need to choose, I could have the best of both worlds. It was so blindingly simple; I'm a bisexual! This realisation...