“You… Okay?” He asked tentatively, his gaze invariably flickering down to trace over the enticing lines of her body, something that she showed no signs of wanting to hide. “Mm… Sort of... Me and Katie have been talking about you while you slept…” She confessed, idly pulling the duvet back to look down over his body, admiring his figure and eying his soft cock, all the while offering him an increasingly better view of her own pale body. “Oh?” He asked after a short while, tearing his eyes away from her pale bust, his cheeks flushed as he met her gaze. “We have a deal for you… And I think you’ll like it.” She said, smiling reassuringly as she recognised japanese the sudden scepticism written across his expression. He looked up at her expectantly as she took a deep breath, biting her lip. “...Give us a chance. Give us today, be our good little boyfriend for just today and if you don’t want to see either me or Katie again after that, we’ll not chase you...” After only a moment's hesitation he shook his head softly, his voice heavy, “I can’t Brittany… Sorry, I just… How am I supposed to trust you? I’ll never be able to forget last night...” Brittany let out a deep sigh before she smirked softly, “Look... Jay, sweety, you can fool yourself, but you can’t fool us...” She said gently as she moved to kneel, lifting a leg over him so she ended up straddling his body, looking down at him over the swell of her perky chest, resting her butt on his stomach, “Thing is, I don’t actually want you to forget last night. I don’t want you to forget how it felt to have every single thick inch of my massive cock shoved up your tight little ass, or down your throat, or filling you with girl cum, or dressing you up as a slut. Any of it. Do you know why I want you to remember all that?” He swallowed as he drank in the sudden sexual shift in her demeanour, looking up at the porcelain-skinned beauty as she sat atop of him, expressing asian her dominance without having to use force, blowjob her hands planted firmly on her wide womanly hips. “W-why?” “Because…” She raised an eyebrow and took his hand in her own, moving it to her cock and guiding his hand to encircle her length, letting him hold it in his soft hand, feeling him squeeze it tentatively as she continued in a low sultry tone, “I know you loved it last night. I know deep down you wished every amateur second of it had lasted an eternity… So why fight it? We want to love you, Jay, to give you that and more every single day and night. Be ours. And let us be yours.” James bit his lip and looked up at her with those dark dusky eyes of his, the conflict within him obvious to Brittany as it played out across his gorgeous features. Last night James had found himself helplessly swept away by the unexpected and rapid advances of the two lustful dickgirls, leaving him at the moment only feeling lost in it all. Since the pair had basically fucked him to sleep and then made sure someone was there to wake him back up, he’d had no time alone to process his admittedly mixed and confused thoughts. “Well?” Brittany pressed as she tilted her head curiously, not wanting to allow him more than a moment to collect cumshot himself, though she had to admit she was at least enjoying the sensation of his hand held in hers, working it slowly up and down the now semi-hard length of her cock, eager to feel more of what she knew he had to give and maybe even, if she was lucky, wanted to share. “I-I’m just thinking…” He said softly, distant. He’d experienced so many new and interesting things in such a short amount of time, none of which he’d been able to take in, being fucked, sucking cock, taking cum, crossdressing, having his cock sucked, all while drinking wine in the company of the two most beautiful girls that he’d ever met. He couldn’t deny the pleasures he’d eventually felt last night or even the way their dominance and control of him had left him feeling, but, did that mean he actually wanted more? That he was ready to commit to it and to them? I hear rustling in cumshot the brush or trees somewhere. And then in her mouth she felt something familiar that she had only recently come to know: Darren’s little cock amateur grew just a bit bigger, and even, if that was asian possible, harder, especially his knob. He cares about you so damn blowjob much.” Later, as she sat up in bed and recapped what had happened, she knew she was at fault. “Come on,” I groaned, fighting off another wave of nausea. About 100 yards from the villa Ryan stopped me and gave me a long kiss. “While I was doing that she said, ‘Girls like to be finger fucked. When she looked down it was open down the side and ended up just above her dripping cunt. My hair spread black across the pillow beside me. Mercedes was beside me, stretched out stiff in her white pants and her blue, scoop-neck blouse. He smiled, his hand still stroking her short blonde hair. No problem. Oh god no I japanese can't Gina thought. Part of the ceiling had collapsed. We’ll come first thing after this storm clears up tomorrow.”