But she doesn’t give me much allowance to spend so I don’t go out that much.”“What a poor lonely little girl” thought Tyrone. “This is per...ect.”“Daisy, do you own any sex toys?”She shamefacedly shook her head no.“How do you masturbate?”“Just with my fingers.”“Would you like some sex toys?”“I would but I’m afraid to ask my mother. She got pregnant as a teen and has been telling me all my life not to repeat her mistake so she doesn’t even want me to think about sex.”“Maybe your Daddy can give you. “There” she said as she patted my now covered cock.We discussed the session looking for ideas on how to improve and both girls mentioned that I was stronger but agreed it was a good benchmark to aim for, my weight and strength proving it to be very difficult for them once pinned.To give them confidence I told them that by wriggling their hips and moving their heads did give them a chance to overturn the situation, I also told them that better use of the tongue during the breathing technique. At this point Monica had a wicked grin on her face as she pressed her soft undies against Nick’s groin.She squeezed them down against his crotch, “Here, is this what you want? Is this what gets you going?” Monica asked devilishly, “How about if they’re warm?” She pulled her hand from his pants, stepped back and undid her jeans. Monica seductively pushed her tight jeans off her hips, down her thick thighs and to the floor. She stepped out of them, pushed Nick down onto the bed on his back, stood. I put twenty dollars in a machine called ‘Black Panther’ – Lisa picked it, because the main picture on the top of the machine was of a large black cat.“That’s like Fred,” she said. “I’m sure Fred will bring us good luck!”Lisa must have been right, because within a few minutes we had about sixty dollars credit on the machine, we continued playing, taking turns spinning the wheels. After an hour or so, we were still at sixty dollars, there were no big jackpots that came up for us, just lots of.