Shelly knelt down in front of me so that my cock and balls were at face level. She hefted my balls in her palm and exclaimed, “These are big balls f...r a 15 year old! These are as big as hen’s eggs! If you weren’t my Submissive, I could call you Tiger Balls!“ She hefted my balls until I was rock hard. She said “Poor Tommy, all that testosterone makes you a horny, naughty boy! Look how hard it’s made you!” With that, she pressed the head of my swollen cock against her lips and gave it a big. "I would love to, but I shouldn't stay any longer. This is our first date."A gentleman? It couldn't be. He must hate me for some reason. Did I cook dinner too long? I'm being too pushy about using him as a pillow. I bet that's it. "Wait a minute, stop over thinking everything, maybe he just wants to go home to sleep. He'll call me tomorrow I bet. Just like all the other ones didn't," I thought to myself.I walked before him to the door to let him out."This really was a nice evening, we have to. He slid up to the door and peered inside the narrow opening. There was Ivanka, facing away, fiddling with the zipper in the back of her impossibly tight black dress. Jackpot.People could say whatever they wanted about his dumb fuck-up sons. Donald knew that he did one thing right when he made Ivanka. His failures in business, marriage, and politics ... they didn’t matter because he made her: a smart, beautiful, thoughtful woman. With a bitchin’ bod to boot.Donald leaned in to catch a better. My step-sister’s maybe slightly tighter. With my palms down I try to find their g-spots but without success. Constance immediately knows what I’m looking for and assured me that she will show me where later. They stand and I’m caught licking one finger then the other. Nichole is eager to know if they are differed. “Oh yes” I confirm “but I like both”. I try to finger them as they stand before me until Nichols says she is still a little sore after losing her virginity. Constance sits on the sofa.