"4 full inches! wow you stud!" she stood up close to me her breaststouching my chest "how many women have you had in your life? how manydisappointed w...men have pretended to enjoy sex with you?"My face burned with shame I looked away I looked away "Virgin?" NO.. I have been with women Mistress" I uttered"oh.... escorts... prostitutes, you paid to get sex because you know youcan't get women other wise" she smiled "am I right tiny?" ............yes" Yes what? I don't want to keep telling you!" yes. "Can you get the lid off this jar of pickles, please?" No problem," I said and proceeded to turn the tightly sealed lid to open the jar."Good to see that you aren't worn out from work," Gemma grinned, before kissing me and slipping her tongue into my mouth. Fortunately the kitchen window did not overlook the back garden so we had a little privacy. I slid my arms around her waist before lowering my hands down to her bottom cheeks. She was wearing a cropped top and a miniskirt so my hands were. She was wearing a tight salwar which showed off her boobs and ass. I had to remind myself to stick to my plan of seduction even though I just wanted to tear off her clothes and fuck her right there. But I somehow controlled myself.My first move came when she was cooking. I went up behind her and reached for a glass of water gently stroking my dick against her soft ass. She jolted and almost dropped the spoon. I asked her what happened. She thought it must have been an accident and said nothing. I could still hear slightly heavy breathing from the 2 girls. I knew this was an opportunity not to miss. I immediately put each of my hands on each of the girl’s thighs and rubbed it. They just started breathing heavier. I told them how about we go sit on the sofa and study. So I took both of them by their hands to the sofa where I put my hands again on their thighs and this time started to move it up and under their shirt skirt. One of them started arching backward while the other just pushed.