We bought the girls a drink and slowly got to know them a bit better. Tyla was very flirty and it wasn't long at all till I had her in my arms holding...her butt as we spoke. Mark also seemed to be having fun as we got to know them more they told is they were from George and on matric holiday together. I soon landed on the dance floor with Tyla and as we danced with each other we slowly touched and explored each others bodies. Grabbing her ass I pulled her nearer to me. Her ass had more meat on. There were four cars parked in the gravel and broken concrete parking lot. We went through the front door. Inside we found two women and four men waiting for us. I could easily have been intimidated, if I hadn’t been with Bitsy.I stuck my hand out to the older man who stood. He was dressed the best, so I asked, “Reverend Black?”“That’s right and you are?” he asked.I’m Ray Selfridge. My friends call me Sarge. This is Bitsy,” I said leaving it up to her how much she wished to divulge.“This is. ”“Yes. Enough about me, what about you? You come from Yorkshire?”“My parents have lived in or near York since they were married. I grew up there, but it seems we have almost got something in common.” She smiled.“Almost? I don’t follow.”“When I was sixteen, Mum and Dad sat me down and told me they had adopted me as a baby. Apparently I was only a few weeks old. It came as a shock and I think I ran out of the room to my bedroom. My dad came after me and knocked at my door. I told him to leave me. I was careful not to touch his penis, which was bouncing up and down between us, until last. As soon as he felt my soapy hand grip his cock and slide along it he started spurting a fresh supply of cum onto my thighs, which the water from the shower then washed away.“Josh. How old are you?” “Nearly sixteen. Why?” “Because in this state, my fucking you is illegal because you are not yet 18. If the police found out I would go to gaol (=US jail) and I really don't want to go to gaol, so I want you.