She was searching around in her suitcase for something. "Right now, you're going to be ours."After years of instruction, Katie had picked up quite a b...t by way of technique from the other two girls and she was putting it all to good use.Melinda reached for me and began stroking my cock. She tried to pull me towards her mouth, but I held off. It looked to me like Katie and Leah had other ideas ... at least for right now."God, you're good." Melinda's eyes had rolled back into her head. Katie. Just d-d-don't l-l-look when I c-c-come out, o-k-k-kay? This t-t-towel is k-k-kind of s-s-small." No problem," he said, turning back around.He really didn't intend to look. But with the TV off, the screen became a poor quality mirror and when she ran to the bed, where the backpack was, he couldn't help but stare at her reflection. With that other towel piled high on her head she brought to mind an exotic Egyptian queen.When the towel around her body came off, he couldn't help but admire her. "Just how much better, sir? Do you mean s-e-x?" she spelled it out."Well, I am not going to force it on you. although that would certainly help us know each other more intimately, as Bertrand Russell once claimed," he replied.Paraphrasing Russell was just icing on the cake. He was clearly not going to let her feel bad about spreading her legs for him. She knew that this powerful man was her best chance of getting into college. Also, the sheer excitement of being seduced by a politician was. ”“OK, I’m glad.” Tasha paused before returning to her lecture. “When you stroke it yourself, it’s called masturbation, when a girl does it for you it can be called that, but most call it a hand job. By the way, you shoot a lot.”Tasha began to lick the stuff off her hand. When she was done, she licked her way up my stomach, onto my chest, where she paused for a bit, then she began to suck on my nipples. After a few seconds of that she looked at me.“Your cum tastes good.”“Cum?”“The stuff you shot.