The little 'Yes Johnny' Sammie replied with caused a particularly predatory look to flicker through Johnny's eyes. This girl was so sweet, so obedient. And Johnny was more than happy to take what was offered to him. He felt the hand against his thigh, which prompted a slight twitching as signals rushed through his brain.<br/><br/>He felt the wiggle of her hips against his hand and for a moment he remained relatively passive in the kiss, letting Sammie be shy and avoiding groping her. But he needed to see how well she would behave when he pushed her. He was certain Clarissa would be a naughty girl. Sammie less so, for now. The kiss continued, and Johnny was gentle, letting their lips lock and enjoying the sensation.<br/><br/>As they kissed Johnny placed his feet down from the bar stool, and then smoothly stood without breaking contact. Despite the girl's heels Johnny was a tall man, and his presence relative to the two of them was only exacerbated when he stood. Adjusting he pulled Clarissa to him, nice and close to his chest so that she could watch while he kissed Sammie. His pull still guided her by her butt, and included more firm groping of his crush's body to make sure she followed.<br/><br/>When standing he kissed Sammie considerably more firmly, just after Clarissa's words of encouragement. Johnny hoped the presence of his hand now gripping Sammie even more firmly coupled with Clarissa's influence would help to open up Sammie to his tongue, which brushed Sammie's lips briefly before pushing his way into her mouth. He kept his hand on her, holding tightly but hoping it would comfort the slutty side of Sammie. His upper arm was now more against hers, and the comparison between the two's upper bodies was night and day.<br/><br/>Not forgetting Clarissa in the least Johnny's strong fingers almost massaged her, playing and growing ever more tempted to give her a firm slap. Later. For now he hoped that was enough and that she would be hoping as he did that Sammie would open up to Johnny taking control of the kiss.