Lisa mentioned, bright eyed, that Jill had been giving her some lessons and exercises for anal sex. Father was very calm about the price of attending university, pointing out expenses I hadn’t yet considered such as food, clothing, lodgings, and transportation. In the largest room was a counter with a small sink and cabinets and cupboards above and below. “If you’re going to stuff your cock up my bum,” Lisa said, “You might start by kissing me.”
Jill got up and moved to sit on Conner’s lap while Lisa straddled my legs, wrapped her arms around my neck, and deep slow kiss which I returned enthusiastically. Lisa moaned louder and shifted to one side slightly so she could rub her pussy on my leg. Across the room, Jill fumbled behind her at Conner’s pants while he had transferred one hand to her pussy, driving two fingers in hard enough to lift her off his lap.
