With my free hands I reached over and grasped his hairy ball sack. It was warm and I could feel his testicles as I softly maneuvered them between my f...ngers and thumb. His sack had started to grow some hair on it though it was sparse and fine. I remember wondering when I would begin to grow hair on my cock and balls as well.Neither of us said a word as I stroked his member. Before long I could hear his breath becoming shallower and more intense. His testicle began to be pulled up and away from. I nervously answered, "Well, I know neither of you will get pregnant."Both girls giggled. "Yeah, we don't need to worry about that," Selena said, leaning back and rubbing her belly with her hands.Jessica was done with her burrito, and looked longingly at my quesadilla. I dropped one of the slices on her plate and said, "Go ahead." Thanks," she replied, picking it up and digging into it. Selena and I finished our burritos around the same time, and I reached up with my napkin to wipe a little. Not that she disliked Wagner and the other composers, this was a difference that she felt the freedom of leaving a depressing home.Her parents were overly strict with her but she was never abused mentally or physically.She felt like she were claustrophobic in that house. Even when she masturbated, she had to practically gag herself from being heard by her mother. Being one of the prettiest girls in high school, she wasn't permitted to date until her senior year. "I'm not allowed to date," was. Turning her back to me with her legs together her tight round butt was accentuated by the string of material that clung between her cheeks. Another plus, too, I noticed…she has ‘factory air’ ( a noticeable gap when a woman stands upright with her thighs together right at the juncture of her thighs). The hot pink color really set off her golden tan and dark hair. She giggled at my loss of words. ‘You ready? Pool here we come!’, she said offering her hand to me as I stood up from the couch, her.