The Third SexChapter 3
After we regained some calories, snacking on Victoria’s savory and sweet goodies, five of the women got dressed, claiming that they needed to go. I flirted with them, stroking my newly erect cock. “Are you sure?” I asked. They all looked seriously tempted. The fifteen-year-old, named Becky, moaned. “I just texted my dad, to come and pick me up.” The other four had to get to work early the next morning, so they declined as well. The rest of us went back to the living room...