Johnny watched with a smirk, happily staring at the kiss. The two were incredibly obedient so far and didn't show any real signs of changing that. He was smart enough to see that they were putting on a show for him, nobody kissed quite like that out of choice. But he didn't care, they were doing it well and they had done exactly what he said. It made him wonder just how far that willingness to do anything he told them to would continue.<br/><br/>As he stared he pictured all the things he might do with the two girl's submissive natures. Not once had they fought back as Johnny called them sluts. He liked that. These two definitely knew their places. He'd never expected Clarissa to turn out like this, but he was glad she had.<br/><br/>Eventually he might decide to interrupt the kiss, but as things were he was perfectly happy to see how long they would keep going. He couldn't hear them but at this distance he could certainly see their lips move, and a part of him wondered what they were whispering. It definitely didn't cause him any self doubt though. Perhaps Clarissa was inquiring about dragging him home with her. He hoped so, that would be nice and easy.<br/><br/>Rather than stopping the kiss Johnny instead chose to encourage them, sliding both hands all the way back down to cup the girl's curved rears. He felt them, touched and squeezed a little bit. The way he played with their bodies was almost casual, despite the fact the rougher squeezes of his firm hands were not very measured or gentle at all. He wondered who might make more noise if he spanked them side by side, and the look in his eyes as he watched them kiss betrayed the kinds of things he might have been thinking about.