. firm, black, and confident. I quivered. I could tell him to move his hand, I could move it for him, I could express my disgust at his demeanour, I c...uld... I could do no such thing! His hand slid a bare couple of centimetres along the black silk stocking that was clinging to my leg... and I was lost!I suddenly drained the second Smirnoff Ice, and then another appeared in front of me. When XMan, sat back down, his hand took up residence on my other knee. There I was, mature, professionally. I had kept track of my virgins, and if I got this pair, I would have ten in less than six months. In my computer I had pictures of each one kissing my blood-stained cock. Popping cherries was, I guess, my favorite hobby that summer.We went down to the rec room, and they sat on the leather sofa while I perched on a barstool. We got introduced and I was right, they were both nubile, fourteen and eager. By then my prick was aching, its head ready to peek out of my shorts. Statutory rape was my. "Don't stand there watching!" he told his bemused wife.Barbara had always suspected her husband played around, and it had never bothered her. She hardly had a legitimate gripe since she had been screwing around for years. But this was the first time she'd ever caught him in the act, and despite Sam's insistence that she not watch, she stood there frozen, excitement building up between her legs.Arlene couldn't contain her lust. She knew her legs were jerking about obscenely and that Barbara was. The more I massaged my penis, the more themoisture gathered around the opening of my vagina. With my butt on thefloor and my legs spread apart, I could clearly see in the mirror acrossfrom me how thick pearly white vaginal fluids were beginning to drip ontothe floor. By this time, my examination was over and I was completely atthe whim of my supercharged teenage hormones, searching for the pinnacleof ecstasy. Continuing to massage my penis, my breathing became heavier,while a kind of.