I realized that he hadn't tried to kiss me and took a step towards him, looking for some contact. He backed off and told me that he didn't kiss men. I...was so new to this game that I was a bit taken aback but said nothing other than a meek apology. Matt entered the shower while I returned to the living room to get dressed, wondering if I was just a one-night stand. The euphoria I had felt just minutes earlier had disappeared.When Matt finished and came out of the shower, I was already dressed. "I sure do. I get tortured by you two."Wolf looked confused. He didn't get my sister joke either. Becky sent him to the massage table, and Jill gave me her best evil grin. I was feeling cantankerous so I just stripped, looking her in the eye. She couldn't help herself, and she peeked. When she looked back up, I gave her a knowing look. Wolf saw me get bare assed as I climbed into the ice water."Come on Dawson, we see you parading around in the locker room. No need to do it in front of these. "Over," he said. Other than rolling obediently to her hands and knees, she didn't react at all, even when he reached to catch the cum that had begun dripping from her torn and violated sex. There was a lot of it, and he didn't need to wait long before he had a goodly amount in his hand. Using the other hand, he began probing with one thumb at her asshole."NO!" The response was immediate- it was as if the word had been ripped from her gut. She fell flat down onto the bed, her body held rigid,. I told her.Emily swung her leg over my head and grabbed my hard shaft in her small hand and held onto it for support while getting comfortably in the right position. I had my hands on her ass while I looked at the cutest pussy I had ever seen. The girl's pussies on the porn videos didn't compare to Emily's. I kissed lightly nibbled on her inner thighs while working my way up to her pussy. Emily was licking the head of my cock like an ice cream cone. The scent of her damp pussy was intoxicating..