They were both slender, withsoft, almost feminine faces. This lead them to be the targets of localbullies, and so they only really had each other for ...riends for a longtime.If boys tended to treat Quentin and Larry like punching bags, thereaction of girls was a little more complicated. Some girls laughed atthem, and encouraged bullies to beat them up. But others felt compassionfor the the two boys, and two girls in particular fell into this group,and their names were Roberta and Connie.They. I plied the two of them with wine. They were adorably unused to alcohol,which surprised and amused me.What amused me still further was, with the minimum effort the two ofthem opened up to me about their love life. They were both savingthemselves for marriage. How sweet.Though it really was going to make it harder for me. And I was prettyhard already.Still, liberal application of alcohol always helps these matters andbefore midnight I had persuaded them both to accompany me to my hotel.It seemed. She started bucking up and down with force I struggle to hold her in the tight space. I could see she was looking into the mirror and she started to rub her clit in rhythm to my thrusts.I was getting turned on from this angle as I could see the big vein on my cock bang against her clit and her fingers rubbing my cock at the same time nearly took me over the edge. “Ann you feel so fucking good keep rubbing your two fingers” She had her fingers in a V formation and it sometimes gripped my cock as. She wasn’t sure that she was ready to settle down with her fiancée just yet. One night we got quite drunk and played a lot of pool. I am not very good at pool so she was winning most games. Then as last orders were called she suggested one more game and the winner could claim a prize. I asked what the prize was and she said that was up to the winner. Well she won, and suggested we go back to my bed sit for a nightcap. Luckily I had some whisky in I poured us a glass each as soon as we entered.