The 'fact' (cough, cough) that the other girls had apparently recently started having sex with my teammates made it even easier for the Targets to do ...o. Peer pressure is a wonderful thing.The camouflage girls who hadn't been told about the plan, were repeatedly invited on these dates because we wanted to keep the numbers fairly high to make the Targets compete harder, and because they helped maintain the sexy tone. We couldn't invite new girls because they'd be shocked at the amount of sex. This was in the 60s; he would never get away with that nowadays. I used to just pull my shorts at the side so he didn't see anything vital, but recently I had been intrigued by him touching my ass whenever he had the chance. I was into girls, but the idea of him fancying me excited me. On this day I kept my underpants on, and when he saw them he gave me detention. So after finishing class in the gym I reported to his office while all the other guys went to the shower. I waited for a long time. ‘Oh, just a guy I met at college,’ Amy replied, her tone telling me to mind my own business. ‘I know. What are you doing this evening, George? Why don’t you come along and join us?’ Chia asked. ‘It’ll be fun to talk about the old times.’ I could see the girls weren’t overly enamoured with this suggestion, but Chia persisted. She said she would enjoy talking about the old days before she was married. In the end I said I would go. Really, just to bring the conversation to a close, I didn’t have. She sucked his dick slowly for five deep sucks then picked up the speed for five, she repeated this pattern sucking it slow then fast for four, then three, then two, then one long suck and continued repeating the pattern. The entire time she was looking into his eyes as he held her hair back, her sweet lips taking his dick in and out never forgetting to give the head plenty of attention. She was just starting to flick the head with her tongue when he pulled her up with a smile. He got up off.