Just as quickly, the bottoms joined them.“Can I wash your cock sir" she asked as she wrapped her fingers round my stiffening cock. Her young soft ha...d felt good. “I will follow your instruction Jack" she said, “ your in charge just like in my book”. She was doing a fine job of getting me hard again. “Turn round and put your hands on the wall, your not allowed to move them till I tell you". I said. “Spread your legs a bit". She was just slightly farther than her arms length from the wall so had. Two long-legged girls in tiny miniskirts approached them along thefootpath - teenagers, no maybe in their early twenties. They obviouslyspotted him and slowed down to take in the odd sight. The attractivebrunettes glanced at each other, then back at him, and started giggling.They reduced their lackadaisical pace to a snail's crawl and made noattempt to conceal their amusement. They wore towering high heels andwere smartly dressed - if a little provocatively. Button-front blouseswith enough. After cornering me."Uhh, let's think about that for a sec. YES."Next, he'll be proclaiming his own homosexuality or something like that. Why else would Gibby be so defensive about Sam and Carly's sexual preferences? I had to wonder. This wasn't normal. This wasn't even natural! The phenomenon of two girls having sex is mind-blowing, really....Not to mention a complete turn-on... Oh yeah. I went there."Grow up, man. Girl on girl action is a bit of fun... that's all." Gibby scoffs.I wince but. Look at me, I’m practically shaking like it’s junior year again and Carla Philbert is unzipping my fly for my first blow-job. At the door, after I knocked, I found myself waiting still longer. Gloria almost always answered her door very promptly – Brandy never did. Finally, it swung open, and there she was, blinking and looking dazed in a long pink nightshirt that said ‘Princess’ in vertical white letters down the right side of her chest and abdomen. No bra, hair pulled back in a ponytail, a.