Between him and his son, I was coming to understand that Kushtians were capable of developing fairly specific tastes.Luckily, I'd been able to work ou...t how to satisfy them.I was sitting in the lounge of a comfortable 1930's style house, looking out across a perfectly manicured lawn. The rum punch on the table in front of me was completing a pleasant afternoon. I was about to be joined by Alessa Moran, which was possibly the only down-side. I'd worked with Alessa before. She could be. ..mmmmmmm she's having a shower. Now she spends 20 minutes to half hour under the shower, excellent time for some peeping.I went up the stairs quietly, the bathroom door was wide open and she was happily washing her hair, i could tell by the sound of the shampoo hitting the bath, my chance for a peep, i carefully pulled back on end of the curtain there she was washing her hair, eyes closed, and massaging her head. Her nipples were erect and jutting from her gorgeous boobs, they were still pert. "don't eat me" Olive said kinda scared and serious... The fat girl started chasing her. "I DOnt taste like olivesssssssssssss" she yelled. Later on... Olive met up with me... I laughed and looked at Olive. "are you ok?" I asked, "yah after all she just wanted my pussy and after that said it kinda tasted like Olives which I don't get if its a compliment or a insult..." she respond while we both laughed. We saw Oscar walking down the hallway... "hey what's up? Im sorry for. My worries disappeared, though, when the two drunk girls leaned in and kissed each other, tongues visibly wrestling. I had to reach down and rub my dick a little. One of my fantasies had always been to have a threesome with two hot girls. It looked like that dream might come true tonight!The girls both hopped in the front seat of my small 2 seater car and we were all smashed in pretty tight. Neither of their short skirts did anything to hide their shapely long legs. That didn't seem to bother.