.. defenseless ... vulnerable. But he didn’t rush to get his penis in her. Even at this point he knew that would not be welcomed. Instead, he pushed...his belly against the edge of the couch and leaned in to feast on her nipples, going back and forth from one to the other. Her hands came to his head, but only lightly, as her fingertips wandered through his hair.He pulled back again, standing on his knees.“I know you don’t want this, but I want to touch you ... just a little.”“You’ve been touching. And I wasquite unimpressed, to be honest.---------------I saw Angela the next day at dinner time."Sorry for last night!" I apologized."For what?" she asked."I walked in here during your club thing!" I explained."Oh, don't worry! I asked you to leave space for us, but that doesn'tmean that you must never be seen!" she went on. "This is your home too!" Cool! Thankfully I didn't interrupt anything!" I said, thinking of themjust reading their stuff."Don't worry! It's not like you'll ever find us. "Now come here." I kissed them both. They were both hard and had matching wet spots on their leggings. Again, they had dressed like male whores with see-thru shirts, painted-on pants, and a come-and-get it jock that created a lovely bulge.We kissed for a few minutes. Then I gave Left Angel a slight push down. He got the message and kissed his way down to my still exposed dick.As soon as he went down, his brother followed. I would have complained, but they both had their tongues around my cock. I look at her kicking her firm legs, keeping us up. Her body’s clinging to me more and her pussy is pressed right against my dick. Christina rests her head right in the crook of my neck. Fuck, what am I doing? I think to myself. Without even realizing it, I surrender to the impulses of my body and begin to grind against her little pussy. And for a moment, a very brief moment, she begins to grind back. Her nails dig into my back as her lips meet my neck. My dick begins to pulse with excitement.