. um... are you a prostitute?” asked James, haltingly.Jenn froze, trying not to let them see that this eminently reasonable inquiry rattled her to t...e core. Strange how she had never thought to ask herself the same question. Not even after seeing nearly two thousand dollars appear in her special bank account a few days ago. Stay... in... con... trol.“Let’s just say that, if you don’t ask any more stupid questions, I’m the one who’s going to get you laid tonight.”Ryan looked at his feet and. "No" she said simply.It would have been impossible for her not to have felt my cock through our clothing and I was unsure of what to do. If I stood up to break the contact, my cock would be visible to her. It may even protrude through the leg of my shorts. I willed it to soften but her smell and warmth made my will irrelevant. If I stayed there, as I was so close to orgasm, I would create an impossible situation as my cum would drench my shorts and her skirt and doubtless the day bed we were. “So, what are you guys up to tonight, have much planned?” Rhiannon asked. The couple looked at each other. “Nothing really, kick about at home, few movies or something, what about you?” Ashley answered. “Nothing,” Rhiannon said, with a pouty face. “Hey! We should have a few drinks, it being a Friday night and all, can’t let it go to waste.” The couple umm’d and ahh’d. “Oh come on guys, it’d give us a chance to get to know each other better.” “What’dya reckon babe?” Jake asked his girlfriend.. Instead, he was staring at yet another attractive teenager. She had long, curly black hair. Her brown eyes looked so full of excitement. Her tan skin seemed to glow in the sunlight. Her incredibly slim form made her B cup breasts seem much larger. But there was no mistaking that toned little ass. To accentuate that tight body, she wore a tight pink tank top that did little to hide the white lace bra underneath. And her tight black yoga shorts were incredibly small. Alan smiled. He would know.