The four cultists were upon her, two on each arm, pulling her away from the Harbingers. Terri recovered her wits and giggled. "Oh, kewl! Are we gonna ...o fuck now? You all wanna, like, fuck me, doncha?"The cultists faltered. One man stopped and had to be pulled along by the other. The two women exchanged odd looks.Terri squeezed her legs together. "Unng, I'm, like, sooo hot and squishy in my cunnie. Oh! Oh! And, like, my mouth's all tingly and stuff. Like I gotta suck something."Richie's lips. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Tell Gregwhat you and daddy did for me, mom."Laura looked a bit pained. "We managed to keep Tabitha a secret for along time. Almost until we moved here. In fact, that's why we movedhere." She paused. "Last May, in San Diego, Tabitha was was walking downour front stairway in heels. Not big ones, but I guess they were a newpair." Tabitha's grip on my hand tightened again, and she looked at thefloor. "She was all dolled up - everything from head to toe. I. She well remembered being across Teresa's lap with her bottom exposed receiving a sound spanking. Barbara nearly lost her composure and her temper. But she used restraint and reminded herself to choose her battles wisely.At this time we should describe what our two ladies were wearing this day. Barbara was wearing a burgundy pantsuit with a dark yellow, almost golden blouse under the suit coat. The pants were very form fitting and when she removed the suit jacket the slacks showed her shapely. Little by little Hanson was stretching her panty crotch over and moving his mouth in to take its place. Then his lips went away for a moment and she felt strong fingers hook under the sheer band. Hanson was tearing something--tearing her panties! Billie tried to focus her eyes and pushed up from the seat, but she just whimpered weakly instead. There was a ripping noise and her body jerked as the material parted. Cool air touched her quivering loins. Hanson's strong hands slid under her bottom.