Megan gets more of a say

From Torg Adventure

"I like to flirt with you and all Mr Dan, but this is weird. I don't know how I feel about this."

"But Jenny," Meg gets to work on persuading the blonde, "you're a teenage girl, I was a teenage girl once and I'm sure you are just like I was, and I was ready to fuck anything that moved," Hallie stifles a laugh, and I raise an eyebrow at Megan. What does she mean 'ready to fuck anything', we dated most of her teenage years. I don't get a chance to question this though because, with no ceremony or warning Megan yanks down the front of my shorts and whips out my throbbing erection. "Just take a look at this cock, Jenny. I'm sure you want a little taste of this. It is a fantastic cock and 'Mr Dan' knows how to use it better than any of those high school boys you've been with."

I can't help but smile at the compliment as Jenny and Hallie stare at my naked cock. This situation is still really weird, but it's looking like it might have a happy ending.

Jenny still looks a little freaked out, "I don't know..."

Meg moves between Jenny and me, grabbing Jenny's hand and quickly guiding it to my bobbing shaft. Jenny's small delicate fingers feel wonderful as they wrap as much as they can around my girth, guided by my wife's insistent fingers. Jenny's fingers begin to slowly move up and down my length of their own accord.

"There you go," Meg's more experienced hand directs Jenny's hand up and down my shaft at a faster pace.

Jenny however looks up at me and her movement falters as she's hit again by the strangeness of the situation, "I don't know, it's Mr Dan.."

"Don't think about that," Meg floors me by what she does next, she brings her hand to the side of Jenny's face and guides their mouths together as she initiates what quickly becomes a very steamy kiss. They break the kiss, Jenny now looks a little less skittish as Meg quietly guides the young blonde over to the edge of the nearby couch, motioning me to follow. Meg kisses Jenny again as she puts her hands on Jenny's shoulders and positions her over the arm of the couch with her backside facing out towards me.

Meg breaks the kiss and looks at me and then looks to Jenny's smooth backside. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what she wants me to do.

What's next?

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