“Well, should I just…” I started to undo my belt.“No!” said Amanda, “let me.”She walked over to me on her knees, and the other two girls... arranged themselves at the same height on either side of her, all of their eyes about level with my navel. She slowly undid my belt, lightly brushing up against the bulge in my crotch in a way that might have been an accident but probably wasn’t.“Take off your shirt,” she choked, the excitement obvious in here voice. As I did as she instructed, revealing my. She had also had to wear a big girl bra because her breast had started to bounce. She tend to wear sports bras to hide her B cup boobs. Her caramel skin was soft and she was starting to get little tuffs of hair in her girly spot. Mom had shown her how to shave her legs and underarms but she shaved her pussy cause she didn’t like having any hair. Her brown eyes were big and innocent. She had perfect plump lips and long curly brown hair. Looking around the room she could see shadows that seemed. My wardrobe is extensive and I don’t remember what is was that I wore last time we were together. OK, the clothes are cheap but I have buy where I can afford the prices; in the main at shops with sales on. My indecision makes me even more nervous and befuddles my brain so that I have to grab blindly at items and take them to the bed. Hmm, a ball gown, have I worn this recently? He will be mad with me if I have. There is no point in changing it, he will be here soon so I change into it. The. Between classes, basketball (I was on a basketball scholarship) and chicks I was swamped. The hardest part was balancing the three. Because I an academically strong, I took a heavy class load (I was not on the road to the NBA...I was just using basketball to get my education for free), I was starting on the basketball team as a freshman (a rarity) and I had a few co-ed's who were usually more than eager to suck or fuck me.I am not being arrogant, but I am decent looking, a good guy, funny, easy.