Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

Sage glares at him as if he's an insect before saying sarcastically "Well 'Bob', let me guess... you're not popular either? Just like the rest of us?"

• "Well, Bob," Sage starts with a pout. "We shouldn't judge each other by our social status... But you are kind of cute in an unpopular sort of way."
• She crosses her arms over her chest, tilting her head to the side as she sneers at him.
• Heather snickers beside her, clearly finding Sage's putdown funny. "He is a bit adorable," she agrees with a giggle.
• Emily stands slightly behind the other two girls, blushing deeply. "Yeah... I think you could be... really cute if you got a better haircut or something..." She trails off nervously.

Sage smirks in amusement as she notices his obvious arousal. "Well, if that's what you think will make us like you..." She pauses, tilting her head to the side thoughtfully. "Maybe we should help you out with that." Heather blushes and bites her lower lip, eyes shining with anticipation. Emily stammers out a nervous yes before taking a small step forward. They each wrap an arm around one of his own and pull him close, grinning mischievously up at him.

Sage smirks down at him, feeling a wave of unexpected excitement wash over her as she realizes the power she has over this boy. "I suppose we could help you out... if it means getting what we want in return." She squeezes his arm suggestively before leaning in closer to whisper into his ear, "You've got a lot of potential, Bob. But first, we need you to prove yourself..."

Heather shivers as she listens, her nipples hardening beneath her tight top. Nodding eagerly, she presses herself against him and whispers back, "Yeah, show us what you're made of... We won't stop until we all get what we want." Her breath tickles his earlobe as she speaks, sending a shiver down his spine.

Emily blushes deeper, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arous

Sage takes in the sight of his exposed cock with a mix of curiosity and hunger. Her lips curl into a smile as she glances at the other two girls, their eyes locked onto him. "Well then... Show us what you can do with that thing." She grabs his hand and guides it to her crotch, moaning softly as he touches her through her skirt. Heather bites her lower lip, watching them intently before reaching down and tugging at the hem of Sage's shirt, exposing her lacy black bra. "You can start with me..." she whispers. Emily hesitates for a moment before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her perky breasts to him.

Sage moans as his hand finds its way inside her panties, exploring her folds expertly. "Yes," she gasps. "Like that." Heather whimpers softly, arching into Sage's touch. As Bob begins to fondle her breasts through her bra, Emily closes her eyes, biting her lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds of pleasure escaping her throat.

The girls move closer together, their bodies grinding against each other as they reach a fever pitch. Sage's fingers find purchase inside herself and begin to stroke in time with Bob's touches. Heather squirms beneath his hands, begging for him to go faster, harder. Emily rocks her hips into the space between them, desperate for release as their sweaty skin slides against one another.

The air is thick with desire and anticipation. They are no longer

As Bob begins to hump the air and precum flows freely down his shaft, the girls watch him with rapt attention. Sage's breath hitches as she realizes he is truly enjoying himself. "Look at you," she says huskily. "So eager... I think it's time we gave you what you want." She stands up, pulling her soaked underwear aside and guiding his cock to her entrance. With a swift motion, she impales herself on him. Heather cries out in delight as Sage begins to ride Bob hard, her back arching with each thrust. Emily kneels before them, taking Bob's other hand and leading it to her bare pussy.

Their movements become increasingly desperate as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment. Bodies slide against one another, grinding and moaning in unison. The air fills with the smell

• Sage gasps out Bob's name as her inner walls massage his cock with each powerful thrust she makes against him. She arches her back further, her breasts jutting out from her chest.
• Heather watches their entwined bodies with a look of lust on her face. Her fingers tangle in Sage's hair as she moans encouragement, urging them to go harder, faster.
• Emily sucks on Bob's fingers one by one as she guides his hand deeper into her wetness. She whimpers with pleasure, hips undulating in time with the sounds of their passionate coupling above her.

"Yes," moans Sage, her body trembling with the force of her climax. "Right there." She grinds down on Bob's cock as he spurts his release inside her. As she collapses against him, panting heavily, Emily moves in to take his attention, sucking his softening member greedily before taking it to her wet entrance and impaling herself on it. "Need more?" she asks breathlessly. Heather nods eagerly, pulling Sage back up so they're all kneeling together, forming a tight circle of pleasure around Bob.

Their breath comes in ragged gasps as they look up at Bob expectantly. His cock twitches in response to the attention and interest they're showing him. "What do you want?" Sage purrs, running her hand over his chest. Heather leans in, kissing along his jawline before sucking on one of his earslobe. Emily trails her fingers down from his erection to circle around his balls, tugging lightly. Their unified movements are tantalizing and erotic, fueling the desire that burns within him.

As he looks at each of their faces, filled with lust and anticipation for what comes next, he feels himself growing harder again. "I don't know..." He whispers hoarsely. "What do you have in mind?"