He was wearing only a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top and I could feel his muscular arms as he squeezed and his dick pressing on my ass as he...freely ran his hands over my tummy and down my crotch. I suppose his aggressive approach should have scared me away but it was turning me on, but I wanted him to work for it so I just pushed him away and asked him if he did that to every girl that came in. He just put a hand on his junk and played with it as he laughed and said I was no lady. He continued his progress down the bed until his body was situated between Linda’s wide open legs and his face was level with her pussy. He breathed in deeply and savored the heady smell of sweat, love juice and my fresh thick cum. Calvin stared at Linda’s pussy as it gaped wide open from the fucking I’d just given her. Her delicate lips were swollen and puffy and stretched apart revealing the wet pinkness of her juicy insides. As Linda opened her legs even wider a trickle of my white cum. Now spread em’ slave.” He then pointed the stream of water at Stacey’s pussy. Stacey gave a slight jump when the water hit her sensitive place.Michael smiled when she jumped and then turned to retrieve the soap from behind him. He then lathered Stacey up and watched her face as he did this. She seemed to like it the same as Silk did. Michael decided to push it farther so he kept up the stroking until Stacey began to whimper. Michael could also feel her press against his hand as he stroked. She pressed the call button on the elevator, feeling a slight tingle as the air conditioner blew a faint breeze onto her bare nipples. When the elevator arrived, she got in and pressed the button for the parking garage. ‘Répondez s’il-vous-plaît.’ Right, right. That was what the acronym RSVP stood for. Répondez s’il-vous-plaît. Please respond. That still didn’t make a whole lot of sense. Who would say, ‘Please respond,’ in perfect French, to a college sophomore in Jacksonville, then hang up.