Then with a loud “Ding!” it stopped and displayed Self Abuse in big white letters against a red background.Harriet’s shoulders slumped. She hate... all of the forfeits, but this one even moreso because it was so degrading.“I think you might as well place the mat in the center of the circle,” Lois said flatly.“Yes, ma’am,” Harriet answered as she went to retrieve the wide, thick, yoga mat reserved for this forfeit.“Oooh,” Dolores said, looking at the computer screen. “She’s at level three. That. And next time, make an appointment.” She said all of this loud enough to make sure I overheard.I tipped my non-existent hat, “I’m very sorry madam. There must have been some kind of mix-up between the agencies. We’ll take our leave.” Then looking to Len, “why don’t we go pick up some lunch and we can plan out the rest of the afternoon.”I didn’t wait for an answer. I just sat down in my car and waited for a defeated looking Len to climb into his car. He led me to a small diner where we both. This didn't seem unusual and I didn't give it a second thought. We went back to the room around 5pm and I grabbed my beer and went out onto the balcony as had become my custom. Mal from next door seemed visibly excited and couldn't wait to speak to me. He explained he had seen her come back to the room that afternoon (Obviously when she had gone for a shower after her massage.) He said he saw her strip off her shorts and vest, then her bikini and paused for a second looking at herself in the. I don't waste time letting out a single moan, but instead steady lick her ass. She moans here and there.I squeeze her ass a little more, pushing my tongue against her asshole. She moans a little, her soft voice voicing how my tongue lathering her ass makes her feel. I push my tongue against her until the tip of it enters her asshole. She lets out a moan and I let out a muffled one. I squeeze Trace's ass again and begin pushing my tongue in and out of her asshole, tasting her. She holds onto the.