I don't remember EXACTLY how it went, but it was something likethis. They looked down at me and one of them said, "We want to sit backhere too."I answ...red, "Dibs!" You get up, or we'll sit on _you!"_"I dare you!"They did! One sat on my chest, one sat on my lap, and the other sat onmy knees.I suppose you want to know what these girls looked like and how theywere dressed and everything. Well, these were pretty normal high schoolgirls, all in all, pretty decent looking. I don't remember how. I lock the door behind is giggling slightly and draw the blinds so no one can see us. I push him back onto the cozy looking little couch and jump onto my prey. I straddle his lap and kiss him passionately again. I sit down hard on his lap and feel a bulge beginning to form. I rock forward a little so I had my chest pushed up against his upper chest and almost into his face. So uhh… Whats ur name again? He asked. Like u care I said as I reach down in between my legs to touch his -now large-. His pants continued to feel smaller and smaller as he touched her body.As if sensing his discomfort, she turned towards him once again after a few minutes. "Why don't you try rubbing your cock against my panties Mr. Harris?"He looked up at her smiling face, her eyes partially closed. He moved a hand to his pants, and then reluctantly moved his other hand after a second of fumbling. His button came loose and his zipper went down. He worked his pants down to just above his knees. He looked up,. * Misha stood outside the restaurant, the wind cutting through his leather jacket and the V neck black cashmere sweater he was wearing, its icy fingers reaching into his skin. Rubbing his hands together and stamping his feet he looked down the road to see if there was any sign of her. After her sister Lorraine had said yes to baby sitting for her the next night, Misha had tried to arrange to pick Froo up from her place, but she had insisted on meeting him at the restaurant. So here he stood a.