1. Old man and Shoolgirls


    Date: 4/26/2017, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and let the girls make the mrunning. "You mean?", Fiona gasped. I kept schtum. "Mean what?", queried Jean, still in the dark. "He means selling ourselves, Jean." "What? Like prostitutes?", gasped Jean, light finally dawning. "You're not asking us to go on the streets!" "I'm not asking you to do anything, just pointing out that's the only way you'd earn that sort of money, although I doubt you'd be able to earn that much on the streets in that time." I could almost hear the penny dropping on my left. Fiona may not have been any quicker than Jean, but she was certainly more worldly-wise. "Are you offering us six hundred pounds for sex? You don't look as if you've got six hundred pence!" "I'm offering you nothing, I'm just wondering how desperate you are for that money, speaking of which...". I opened my wallet to show the thousand pounds in fifties that I have carried with me ever since my win. This was the critical moment. I don't think I'd done anything i*****l up to then; they had spoken all the bad words. All could do now was wait. There was a deafening silence. Even the Muzak had stopped for a blessed moment. The girls looked at each other for an age... Then the Muzak started up again and Jean made the slightest gesture with her head toward the back of the cafe. She muttered "we'll be back in a minute" and they trooped off to the toilet. They left their satchels on the floor; a double gesture of trust as they had faith that I wouldn't steal them and I could be sure that ...
    they wouldn't shop me on their mobiles. It took even longer than I expected. Partly, I suspect, because they were both so nervous that they had to use the loo for it's proper function. They resumed their seats rather in the manner of delegates returning to the negotiating table. It was Jean, surprisingly, who was spokesperson. "OK, we don't have a lot of choice - we're up for it. When and where?" She looked grim and nervous, as did Fiona, but I thought I detected a glint of something else in those deep brown eyes. "Well, let's settle the conditions first. I would say a hundred each per session would be fair. That would be three sessions, which we obviously couldn't fit into the next three days. How about I give you the cash after the first session and trust you for the other two, with a good conduct bonus at the end - say another hundred each?" I've always been a tough negotiator. Jean looked horrified at the thought of three sessions, but Fiona nodded and almost smiled. "Yes, that seems fair". Jean gathered together her courage and asked, in a very small voice, "what will we have to do?". Fiona looked at her as if she was an idiot, but this was just the question that I was waiting for. "I'm guessing you're both virgins..." From their expressions, I guessed I was at least half right. "Fine. I'm happy for you to stay that way. I want you to strip for me, play with yourselves for me and to go down on me, but I'm not demanding full sex". If a face can show horror and relief at the ...
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