Will I lose my jeans?
No, I am (still) spared that
Joy put her hand teasingly towards my trouser button but did nothing with it.
Her hand, however, slipped into my pants and began to sink towards my crotch. "Trent?" she yelled, "Come here!" "What's up Joy?" "Get behind Amira and keep playing with her nipples. Keep them hard at all times. I'm going to get to work here." As she said this, she stroked my clit again.
"Amira, the choice is yours. Either we rob you of your jeans or I get this crown jewel. What will it be?"
I didn't want to end up naked in the museum under any circumstances, so I decided that Joy could let me come.
"Good choice" she giggled. And with that she went wild on my clit. While Trent shy with me. breasts played I felt my climax come quickly. Another loud moan, my eyes started to roll away as I cummed like crazy. Joy probably enjoyed this even more than I did.
"Ok Amira, get dressed then we can go to the next room. We will come up with that assignment later, this will remain between us. Also clear for the boys? Otherwise this would be the last you saw of Amira."
Trent and Roy nodded and hoped more would come soon.
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