"You look even better in that short skirt and sweater you're wearing."remarked Ron casually. "When did you change your clothes?" he asked."What?" he q...estioned. Knowing he was still dressed in the same, butnow ill-fitting, clothes he'd worn to the office, Walt was taken abackas his shirt and tie blurred briefly, before almost immediatelyrefocusing into a thick long-sleeved white pullover sweater. Evenmore surprising was seeing his exposed hairy legs, extending out fromunder the short skirt he. She was already wet. She was breathing heavily. Her moans grew louder. Suddenly she shouted & removed my head & released huge water. I knew I made her cum.“Ohh god viraaj, what was that..? Did I piss on your face..? I’m sorry. I didn’t do it deliberately. ”“Relax dear, it’s not piss. It’s just your squirt, after you have experienced pleasure. Its normal to happen.”“Ohh thank god.. I thought something went wrong. Whatever it was, it was damn nerve breaking & pleasurable. Loved it”“Glad you liked. Finally, he speaks. “God damm homie you fuckin stink”! The voice exclaims. I kinda chuckle and respond, “Well ya dawg—that's why they call it shit !” “Ya dawg—but you extra loud”. I just chuckle again. Again, silence for a couple more minutes. I couldn't decide if the dude have left or not, until there appeared under the door a pair of flip flop clad feet. Nice looking feet too, lol, for a dude. I reach up with my right foot and tap the door open—they didn't have locks on them. It was Riley.. They were very quick to turn and bend over and with their legs apartthey opened their own labia and inner flesh for the buyer to feel their clitorisand inside their vagina. This time the Son would use the birch and taking hisposition, he trailed it across their breasts and between their legs until theywere pleading for mercy. He took no notice and the first stroke fell acrossMarion's back, the tails as he expected reached her nipple. He was deafenedwith the screams of both girls as ten strokes.