"Besides, he's made his position clear." Karen giggles as her hand found Solomon through his pants, growing from arousal, and kissed him gently. The...knock at the door broke the kiss and Karen winked and glided toward the bed while Solomon went to answer the door. The man on the other side was tall, young and handsome. Strong bodied under semi-formal clothes. Solomon greeted him with a handshake and pulled him in. "Deacon" the man stated. "Solomon" "Good to meet you, and this is the. ” I asked if she ever told her about what we do and she said “No, I would never tell anyone unless you wanted me to.” I knew Pam didn’t have a boyfriend and I asked her if she ever talked about wanting to fuck anyone. She admitted that Pam had always liked me and wondered why I had never asked her out. So I told her that next time she talked to her to tell her that I liked her and wanted to fuck her. Pam was about 5’-3”, very nice body, tits of average size for a 16 year old. Brunette hair,. Her hair was down and slightly wavy. She had the telling scent of gardenias. Bvulgari perfume, my favorite. The robe showed off her legs. I hadn't seen this much leg before. They were legs I would expect on a dancer; tan, lean, slim but very toned from years of playing tennis. She had a tiny birthmark on her left thigh but otherwise flawless. I could live with a tiny birthmark.She walked past me, fast, confident; her hips performing that fashion model swivel. The kind of swivel that drives men. She supported the younger girl with one hand on the back of her head, but kept the other firmly masturbating Dawn. The pleasure was utterly new to the teenage girl, and she wanted more of it. Having been side-lined for weeks Dawn was happy to be wanted. By anyone. She guessed Faith had been filled in about her cock, and so wanted to be filled in with her cock. Her balls tightening, her knees trembling, Dawn Summers had the first hand job of her life from her s*ster’s frenemy.Faith’s slayer.