The blonde Anja lay exhausted on the soft Italian sheets wearing only a smile. Her orgasms had seemingly sated her twenty-year-old body. The stiff new...studded leather collar dug into the young man’s neck as the lithe brunette beauty tugged him forward. Robbie licked his lips. His mouth was parched. Too much Krug Champagne he guessed. The twenty-year-old college athlete tried to recall how only a few weeks ago he had never even tasted real Champagne, let alone vintage Krug. Young Robbie stood. This had to be the new office assistant the firm had hired this year."I'm gonna crawl under the desk, unzip, and lick you up and down, and up and down...," she whimpered."Uh, I gotta go...," I cut her off in a raspier voice than normal trying not to betray my identity. Just as I was putting down the receiver the door from the garage opened and my mother walked in carrying two bags of groceries."Hi dear, who was that?" she quizzed."Just a telemarketer," I lied."Hmm, we are on the national 'do. It would do. I was back in a couple of minutes."Here," I said and held it out.She smiled as she took my shirt. In a few seconds she looked expectant again."Are you going to go?" she asked. She then said with a self-conscious laugh, "I can't change with you here." Uh ... right ... yes," I said. I felt greatly embarrassed.I returned to the living room. My snack was there. That was something I could do while I waited for her to change and come out."What are you doing?" Sami asked.I turned my head. The beach road was peaceful and quite quiet during the evenings; once they were far enough from the main road, all they could hear was the breaking waves on the beach. The three lovers walked arm in arm, each girl again molded to one of Dave's sides. Dave could feel the heat from their bodies. Their breasts were molded to his sides and he again thought about the incredible differences between both girls' bodies and how he was fortunate enough to have the best of both worlds. Their talk was very.