With the way she ground against my hand, I could tell I'd hit the right spot. Yvette let out another moan, and that seemed to encourage Yvonne to go f...ster, working her tongue all around my shaft as she kept sucking and bobbing. I think she was fingering herself too - I'd lost track of her hands, but she was rocking back and forth as she bobbed. I knew where Yvette's hands were - they were keeping us together, holding me close, clawing some of the skin off my back."Eric," Yvette moaned. There. Abi stretched out her hand towards me and I was drawn in as my heart pounded hard and fast. She took a step forward and we began to kiss slowly, I took her glass and placed both on the table then we returned to kissing more passionately this time and our hands moved over each other.I opened my eyes and seen Rachel standing there nibbling on her lip so I put out my hand for her to come close. I moved away from Abi so that we could all get close and Rachel moved in nervously as I slipped my. " You still seeing him?" No. His mother liked me at first, but then, she found out that I was a Catholic. Then she forbid him to see me." I'm sorry." Yeah, I liked him. He was a sweet guy." Then you never went all the way with him?" No. I'm saving myself for when I get married. How about you? Are you still going with Sandra?" No. I had asked her out on a date, to go to the movies. Saturday night came and it was bitter cold, like ten below zero with strong biting winds. I walked the three miles. They were both pleased with me it seemed, for my generosity in providing my seed. I still couldn’t quite exclude the idea that one day these doting, caring parents wouldn’t come at me with a pair of garden shears to chop my balls off for taking their virgin daughters. But no, they appeared to be genuinely pleased with my willingness to do what the average man regarded as the ‘dirty deed’ so often. Oddly it did not lessen me in anybody’s eyes, like at home for example, bestiality is regarded as.