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I laid back on the sofa wearing only a pair of sweat shorts. I heard them giggling as they came down the stairs. They were wearing the same robes as they had the night before but they didn't waste any time putting on a show. As they approached the couch, they threw the robes off and jumped on me from both sides. They both wore tiny thongs, little more than g-strings, and nothing else. Lisa's thong still felt damp from our activity at the restaurant. They kissed me and rubbed their tits against my arms and chest. Then each of them straddled one of my legs, Julie on the right and Lisa on the left. They rubbed their hot cunts against my legs. In seconds my rigid dick made a tent in my shorts. I caressed their backs from their shoulders to their asses and then reached between their legs to stroke their pussies. Sweat soon covered our bodies as we panted with arousal.Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed them to each side as I got up to turn and face them lying side by side. I. Jordan put his head back in annoyment from hearing my voice and covered his ears. " calm down sweetheart no need to be mad". " and who the fuck are you" i said snapping at him. " Me how don't you know me i'm the local asshole the name is Mason and you"? " Mya" i snarled at him and began driving off. It was quiet for a while(we lived 3 hours away from school so got up really early) from the corner of my eyes i saw Jordan light some weed and pass it to Mason. " OH HELL NO"!!! i said glaring at Mason from the mirror. They both laughed still taking hits. " Throw that shit out the car now or you can both walk to school fucking idiots". Jordan looked at me rolling his eyes " Throw it out dude" "No i'm not throwing this shit out". I stopped the car and turned to him " Get the fuck out". He looked at me showing no emotion and grabbed me by the bun " Bitch i don't know who you thought you was talking to but it wasn't me i already said im not throwing this shit out so sit the fuck down and.
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