We stripped down, and then I turned to Art and kissed him. We held each other for a few moments.Finally, Dr. Corbett broke the silence. "Well, this is... certainly interesting. You boys head on to class." We held hands on the way to lunch, and we were both beginning to get stiff. We grabbed our food and sat down next to each other. When we finished eating Art looked at me."I have an idea," he said, and began stroking my cock. Soon we were lost to the world as our only focus became the pleasure we. But he wasn’t trying to force his way between her thighs, he was just stroking, stroking her thighs with oily fingertips, creeping into her curls, running his fingers down the join of her legs to her pubis and, yes, running an oily finger down her crack. She was leaking now, she knew her wetness was seeping onto her thighs. It was no use, standing there before him, standing between his knees, his hands on her, she was going to have to open her legs, stand legs apart as his fingers made their. Joe and Jane came over, said I could leave as it was customary but I did not have to. The place was big enough. With an approving look on Ken's face already there I decided to stay. Jane simply took Ken by the hand and walked him away, her final words were "We'll stay to this side of the house".So it's just Joe and I in an big empty room and Joe leads me off towards the guest quarters. About Joe, he is quite tall, about as tall as Ken and very skinny. For his age he is in terrific shape. The slip came to a few inches below her panties. Remaining on one knee, he helped her as she stepped out of the skirt; then he kissed her tummy. Asking her to lift the slip to her waist, he put his fingers into the waistband of those silky black, and very wet panties he loved so much. He slowly drew them down past her hips and sweet legs and helped Bonnie step out of them. He put the panties in his shirt pocket for later use. No sense spanking the girls for indiscretion and then having the.