He never thought it would go any further but as time progressed and his hormones took over, he just couldnt help himself when we were alone and nak** ...I got a thrill out of that part too, it is so liberating} our bodies where getting so cut and he needed a reason for us to have our nude bodies make skin to skin contact, it did feel good when he would touch and examine my muscles. Some of the routines envolved rubbing up against each other and it always was a charge. It was normal for dudes to. "We will see if she is really willing to do anything." I said with a big smile. First I told Meg to strip and sit on the floor. She did, while I kissed her older sister and slowly undressed Kimie’s sexy athletic body. My hands were allover her, rubbing and gently pinching, turning her around until I was behind her and she faced her lil sister. I spread kim’s pussy lips as I nibbled on her neck “crawl over here and lick your sister’s cunt you dirty slave slut.” I said to Meg. I kept hold of. I glanced down to stare at my feet, not wanting to look into his hypnotic eyes. He only laughed coldly, and gently forced my chin up with his hand. “Do not look down at the floor. Look at me.” I nodded my head nervously, not wanting to disobey him. I bit my lip, and gulped once more, wondering what was going on in his mind. He started to stroke my face with his large, rough hand. His touch was soft, and almost inviting. I let out a shivering sigh, and let my cheek rest on his stroking hand. I. “There is a Starbucks ahead; take a seat by the window, the modesty board doesn’t work”. We always started like this; I got a coffee and sat in the window, displaying myself to the commuters until J sidled into the seat alongside; it's amazing at a station, nobody pays any attention and you can almost do anything you like. He quickly chatted me up, then noisily went to check the times of the trains. This gave him an excuse to find a guy outside the window waiting for a train, and pointed out.