I mean if looks could kill, I'd have been dropped on the spot."I'm sorry Hailey, I really am, but your comment about your tits is priceless to me."Hai...ey looked at me with a strange, somewhat angered, but querying look, "What do you mean? Why is not having any tits priceless?" She asked looking up at Melinda.Mel just shrugged her shoulders, and said, "I know you're not asking me!"Then both looked at me, so I guess I was kind of on the spot here. I had to put this diplomatically because young. "You know what? I think you'll do perfect just the way you are. Just fix up your makeup a little and freshen your perfume and the party can start," he concluded.Both of the Bouvier sat side by side fixing their makeup as instructed contemplating their fates while Mike stared at his two captives. His cock was positively rock hard in anticipation as he deliberated which of the women he would take first: the seventeen-year-old vixen dressed in the cheerleader outfit or the forty-four-year-old. Moving to my knees in front of him, I ran my hands up his big, inner thighs. I thought I would be more nervous, I thought my hands would tremble, but I felt comfortable in my role, comfortable and purposeful. Coach slid down in his chair and opened his legs. I stared at his crotch, knowing the big, hairy, manly cock that was hiding behind that big bulge. Running my hands towards his pants covered cock, I could feel his heat, I could sense his need. Touching his bulging crotch took my breath. "Oh, he's writing to both of us," Kathy hugged Christi, "this is so exciting." Again. Don't read, do me again" Christi begged."Oh, you silly, listen to this 'Kathy, I really can't believe I've been so lucky as to find a girl as wonderful as you. As I go through my therapy, I see your face on every woman I practice with, I feel you every time I wrap my hands around a their necks, I hear you whenever they gasp for breath'," Kathy swooned. "I cannot wait to be with you again, my Darling and am.