"I laughed to myself. No darlings, there won't be any clothes. You are too beautiful to cover those fine little pubescent bodies. But I did need to le...rn their names. I couldn't very well address them as the redhead and the brunette.The redhead got up and approached the cabinet. I had unlocked it so it opened easily. She peered inside and exclaimed, "Chicken. I'm starving." She dug the food from the cabinet and transferred it to the table.The brunette said, "I don't think I'm hungry."The other. All 8 inches of my cock slowly disappearing to the back of her again throat.Leila began to bob back an forth on my cock. Slow and methodically. Tasting every inch of me. I moaned louader the contrast of white skin disappearing into brown made my balls tighten.Faster. She bobbed. Her perky tits slapping against my thighs. Spit running down my shaft. I felt my head smack against the shower door."Not so fast Curtus." she was free again slapping my cock against her face with one hand. The other. However rarely did she ever make it to bowling. Our conversation was mostly small talk but he became very touchy, almost very uncomfortable as he rubbed my shoulders and back. I passed it off as I was soon done and had to go. He offered to drop me off at my apartment. I took his offer. He said he had to stop by his home really quickly to pick sometime up. I had no issues with this. We pulled into his house. He invited me in. He went down the hall as he told me take a seat. He soon came. "I'll be right back" she whispered, her tongue darting out to lick my lip. Giggling, she ran out of the room.I sat for a few minutes wondering what was next when I heard the music start. It was some pop song I wasn't too familiar with. Suddenly she came around the corner, dressed in the same business blouse, skirt and stockings. As the music played she swayed her curvy body to the beat, her hips rocking effortlessly in time to the music, her hands sliding up and down her chest and hips. I.