Their expressions told little of what was going on behind those eyes, but from where I was standing behind the bar I could feel the distinct and deep ...connection between them. As they danced their breasts and their hips were locked against each other. The one with the shorter skirt had the other’s knee thrust between her legs making this contact both closer and more insistent. It also had the effect of making her skirt ride up her thighs. Behind the bar I found myself gripped by this. Her moan was exquisite. She moved against my chest, my hand, my manhood. She was a siren, drawing me ever closer to her with her sweet, seductive sounds. I escalated the situation, moving my left hand down between Rose’s legs as well. Gently, I rubbed small circles over her clitoris while gently thrusting just a few fingertips into her body. From her reactions, it was almost enough. ‘Oh, please!’ she pleaded, kneading her breasts. Her breaths were heavy, her body undulating against me. . They played around in the water for a while, and then decided to go back up to join Jeanne. She was lying on her back, legs apart, showing some blondish pubic hairs, not too thick. Just as they arrived, Eric suddenly saw some friends some distance away and decided to go and say hallo. George stayed behind. Jeanne sat up and looked at George and said, “My God, you are a big boy, aren’t you?” First, he was confused, as Jeanne was taller and stronger than him. She had been a competitive. She obeyed with eager joy.“Yes, yes, cum in me!” moaned Pearline. She used to be my bully. She just wanted to love me. And since I turned her into an utter ho-bag when I paused time this morning, she enjoyed taking cock after cock, making a huge, yummy creampie for me to enjoy.I licked my lips. I really enjoyed devouring cum out of a girl’s pussy. And since my brother was too busy to give me what I craved, I didn’t have much choice but to use the mind-controlled, gay guys who’d become his.