Not ask, ordered.Kinda shocked but too horny to argue, I stood up and started to undress. They sat there and encouraged me to go completely naked and ...et on my hands and knees.When I was completely naked, they commanded me to kiss their asses while they slapped me on my ass and called me a good doggy. After a while of kissing their asses i couldn't hold back anymore! I Just had to lick those perfect little assholes and pussies....i just HAD to lick them and taste their love juices!And wow, did. “I think you want to.”“I do.”- - - - -The following Saturday, Jim came to our house and I went to his house. We had agreed to meet at Denny’s at ten the next morning for breakfast.Gwen was waiting at the door in a red teddy, her long blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders like I’d never seen it do before. She was the very vision of a sex goddess and I got an immediate erection.“Wow! Look at you! I think you’re looking forward to tonight’s activities.”She slipped her arms around my neck. I turned to watch, to see, yes, a perfect ass, tight, round, protruding below a smooth arched back. She came back around in front, looked down,"It seems you have been waiting for me?" In my dreams?" She reached out and held my cock."Will you make me happy for this St. Patrick's Day?" Yes, yes, anything." More like everything. And if I am satisfied, you may have me forever." Oh." But if I'm not...." She shrugged. My knees were getting weak as she pushed her hand up along my cock. "So far, so. Only one. Just barely. A ripple on a boundary. A vibration on a spider’s web. It is beautiful and entangling. If she could see his face. She would see an expression spanning joy and relief. Mischief and lust. Experience and fascination. She holds her breath. She does not move. Her heart beats. She waits. Her body waits.He does not falter. He continues. Following the rules again. Until there is another touch. Then another, mixed in between.