I had tried to suppress sexual thoughts about these two girls, they were my best friends, after all, I really didn't want to look at them that way, an... now, they're changing the rules of the game, I guess, and here I am laying here naked with both of them rubbing their hands all over me as I suck one's nipples. Wow, fifteen can be a happy age, for sure."Oh, Lauren, it really does feel good. And right into your, um, oh, I am so wet," Mary Jane said as I looked up at her to see if she was. I’m in the process of cleaning out my grandfather’s store as we are moving to a better location.”Anne asked if she minded them looking around anyway since they were leaving the next morning. The harried woman threw her hands in the air and told them to look. If they bought anything, it was less for her to catalogue and move.Marty and Anne had fun looking at the eclectic collection of items in the store. He came across a wooden box sticking out on a high shelf. His first thought when he pulled. Are you?"I thought for a few seconds before answering. Did I want to confess how I really felt? Would I regret it, or be unburdened by it?"From what you've told me about him, he's decent guy, not the 'Stephan' I met at the Excelsior last year. It means something that he's been a good friend to you for so long. I give him credit for that, and for not taking advantage of you that night."I don't know; I suppose I'm 'less uncomfortable' with the idea now. I don't think I could watch, but you know. Then a new sensation of warm breath on my pussy, and the warm smoothness of her tongue as it slid up and down my crack, just tickling my clit and then sliding down to my hole. Toby’s cock was twitching in my hand and dribbling sweet pre-cum so I had to taste it. I lifted my head and put the tip of my tongue on the end of his cock. The juice was all slimy and salty and lovely on the tongue, so I milked his cock to try and get more out but without much luck. The feel of his cock-head on my tongue.