I tried to ignore the sensations of Terri’s fit, young body pressing against me; her warmth, her smell, the intriguing distribution of hardness and ...softness across her burgeoning curves, but it was one-sided fight and I could feel my cock rising to salute her.Then Terri sniffed loudly. “You smell funny,” she said.“Funny how?”“That’s not the brand of soap you use.”“I had an accident at Maria’s and had to wash my face.”Terri leaned her mouth close to one of my ears. “I bet you were licking. Of course you know I'm going to spend the whole night trying to peek up your skirt." "Oh, I'm counting on it," she grinned wickedly and pulled out of my embrace. "You see these buttons down the front of my dress? How many are there? Eight? How about if I do this," and she unbuttoned the top two at the bottom two. "Now there's only four. How do you like that?" "I love it," I confessed. She stepped back and kicked off her sandals, held up her arms and said, "There. Now I'm wearing exactly one. For some reason whenever I had even thought about doing it in the past, it felt dirty and wrong and I would feel very uncomfortable with it. Plus, due to my upbringing, I was afraid that I was going to be struck by lightning or something. I was still under the impression that good girls didn't do that kind of thing. I did love the feeling of inserting a tampon, though. And even though I had almost done everything under the sun with the first guy I had ever fucked, I never got around to the. “Would you two like to give miss Donna a show? It would really turn me on.” both girls nodded quickly, so eager to please. “Show me what you like to do when your alone.” The girls looked at each other, smiled, and pulled away from Donna. The girls went to about the middle of the room, only a few feet from Donna. Allison laid down on the floor, brushed the hair from her face, and opened her legs wide. Susan climbed on to Allison, and the went immediately to eating each other in their half sized.