“Olivia! My goodness, haven’t you turned out to be a beautiful young lady.” When they’d last met, Olivia had been a skinny adolescent; now she...looked like a woman, and the cheerleading outfit made it hard to miss the fact that she was very well-constructed, with a classic shape and long, strong legs.“Thanks, Mrs. M.”“I think you can call me Gina now.”Olivia didn’t remember Gina Moretti being this sexy: long dark hair, dark eyes, and a very curvy figure. Of course, she saw things through a very. Emboldened by her lack of resistance, I traced completely around the cup of her bra, running my fingers along the top edge and brushing her cleavage. She gasped, but other than that did not respond or resist the feathery light touch of my fingers. I turned my head and kissed the cleavage of the breast nearest my lips. I let my tongue trace along the skin, before withdrawing my lips. This time she didn't gasp, just lay very still, the rapid beating of her heart evident through her chest.I became. At that point my prick tried to make a leap for freedom from my shorts and the other females in the group came to my table to see what the commotion was, and there was me with my prick poking out of the leg of my shorts and the five women gathered round me and insisted on walking me to my car and would not let me put my prick (which by now was standing at 45 degrees) back in my shorts but told me to leave it as it was until we got to their house. We got into their mini-bus and made our way to. And you know what I think about your mother.”“What happened with Gracie and Lisa?”“Lisa has offered to sleep with me on multiple occasions. She’s engaged! You know my rule in that regard. And before you say anything about my wives, I don’t care about comparisons. I won’t mess around with another guy’s girl. Period. She also came right out and said she knew I ‘cheated’, which means she has no clue about my relationships. I’m not sure she’s going to take ‘no’ for an answer. Gracie propositioned.