With hindsight the memories make me laugh. Some girls seemed to struggle less, seemed to relish the attention and grasping hands, and in our naivety w... mistook the signs of permission to go further and soon got bored of them and went after the girls who struggled and shouted the most. As a result, our daily showing of tight teen panties dropped markedly.Some of the girls even joined in occasionally. With their ever-ready and alert eyes watching our every move for signs of a possible attack, the. Then I went back out to the garage and waited. I checked my messages again to see if I had any; or if Thomas had had to cancel on me for some reason (which did happen, from time to time, with some of my patrons), but there was nothing.Then, as I was setting my phone down, I hear the quiet clank of the fence gate latch, and I felt my heart beat increase with the anticipation of yet another nice blow job ahead of me!Sure enough, it was Thomas, a pastor (if you can believe it) of a fairly well. ”“No everything is ok. Let’s go with my car since I know the way?” She rushed to her car, getting inside and starting the engine before I got the chance to get in the vehicle. The drive there was short, it only took five minutes. But in that time, Lillian was giving me the cold shoulder. I was trying to figure out if I did or said something to her that upset her. Stopping the car, we both got out, with Lillian looking around her and scanning the area like she was looking for someone.“Hey,. I held her in my hands and pulled her in for a sensual kiss, tasting her full red lips for the first time.We broke the kiss and started washing. Each washed the other's body, I using the excuse to caress her breasts, stomach, ass, legs, and thoroughly wash her pussy and bush, and she using it to feel my chest, abs, ass and stroke my very hard cock repeatedly.By the time we finished washing each other we were both extremely horny, my cock rock hard just like my sister's nipples."Is it okay if I.