Melissa wasn’t as nieve or as unexperienced with girls as Joan was and she knew exactly what she wanted and what she was doing. Her tongue hit Joan�...�s wet and waiting pussy and gasp was let out of Melissa’s mouth. Her hands immediately went to her tits and grabbed them, instinctively increasing her pleasure. Melissa used her thumbs to spread Joan’s lips even more, exposing more of the soft, tender and sensitive insides of her pussy. Joan wasn’t quite sure what to do with the pleasure her friend. “Skipper,” she moaned. The bathroom was echoing the sloop, sloop, sloop of his tongue in her moist pussy. She shuddered and made little kitten cries as she leaned her wet hair against the mirror and let Skipper have his way. Her pussy was really burning up now. Every touch of his harsh tongue brought even more fire to her loins. It would just be a moment now. A few more strokes. “Oh Skipperrrrr,” she squealed, humping her pussy back against his nose. He pulled his nose out of her and. He was six feet eight inches tall, weighing 180 pounds, and a self-proclaimed basketball star. One look at the couple and you would think he would impale the poor girl on his eight-inch cock. That was the same idea Tiffany had stressed over. She was reluctant to even get to base one with the man. Then, being the person Jay was, he was hurried to get his meat into some new teenage pussy. Now that they were alone Jay was as aggressive as ever. He picked her up by her waist with ease and threw her. They were both clearly desperate to know my decision but offered me a drink and waited for me to speak. “Look I have been thinking about what you asked, last week” I said. Both of them were sat leaning toward me, hanging on my every word. “I feel a bit uncomfortable about this whole idea but I know it is what you want and obviously you need someone to help. I couldn’t call myself a friend if I didn’t help you, so I guess the answer is yes.” “Thank you” said George “Thank you” agreed Mel. “I do.