Steve growled amiably as the blonde grabbed his face, and he kissed her back eagerly. As little as two days ago, he probably would have disapproved if he'd read about this sort of thing happening in his neighborhood.<br/><br/>Her hand stroking his cock made him feel at a slight disadvantage, but he compensated by slipping his own palm between their damp bodies and giving her breast a sharp, encouraging squeeze, rubbing the edges of her right nipple gently between his thumb and forefinger. Her mouth tasted of liquor and a hint of sweetness, and he pushed his tongue back against hers so that their lips pulled very wide apart.<br/><br/>After a few moments of this, he opened his eyes. Kellis was still standing behind them, her expression perhaps a little dazed, but otherwise unreadable as the beer carrying kid wrapped his arms around her from behind. Still with his mouth locked against the blonde's, he winked at his original companion teasingly. Then he broke the kiss and pushed the blonde's hair away from her cheek with his free hand. He whispered to her, just loud enough for both of the girls to hear.<br/><br/>"Tell me your name, darlin'," he said. "I'd like to know it, before I fuck you."