I tried to think how I would act. It was useless because I had no idea what would happen. The time finally just passed with me staring at the clock. I...slipped into a black skirt and white sweater. I did not put on either bra or panties. I felt very exposed as I left the house. I guessed that it was the reaction they expected.I was very nervous while walking to the front door of the white house in the upper middle class neighborhood. It seems Layla and her husband were pretty well off. No wonder. Then suddenly TWO girls were grinding, and pressing harder for more. I rose to my knees and encouraged Bev to get a good suck on me, which she DID. I heard a "HEY" from Carly, and crawled over to her, to get an even BETTER SUCK. This was getting better and better...I talked softly to the Girls, and let them work on each other for a couple of minutes. Then that look came from both of them, telling me they suddenly realized what a little more grinding might cause. They gave each other a "let's go. ” Night shift sucks, especially on a twelve hour shift.I work in a factory here in Lexington and for the past six months I’ve been on the night shift, working from seven in the evening till seven in the morning, three days at a time, then I have three days off, or rather, nights off. For a single guy that’s not too terrible of a job situation, the pay is good and the work while long hours is not too hard really. It does make for a rather restricted social life though. Most of my friends work. I could feel my hole pull out as his cock slid out, thenpush back in me with his in stroke."Oh ya man your got one hot ass here." He said as he started pumpingharder. His balls started bouncing off mine. After a while he sat backand pulled out. I did fell a bit empty without his cock in me. "Roll overon your back." This was the first time I noticed my cock was hard as hell."It's feeling good for you too huh?" He reached down and stroked my cock.This much almost brought me off. I moaned.