Jess wasgroaning, and had her hands to Sally's head, holding her there, enjoyingthe sensations. Sally then hooked her fingers into the thong and pulle... itdown and threw it aside. She looked at Jess' totally hairless pussy, wetand sensative, and then went in for the kill.She licked up and down the pussy lips until Jess began to grip her breastsand rub them, then slid her tongue as deep as she could into the youngergirl's pussy, stretching it to accomodate for the first time anything widerthan a. ” I demand. You readjust in my lap so you're looking up at me, hard nipples and shaved pussy exposed. I take my free hand, start drawing circles around your nipples and begin my questioning. “Have you done your laundry this week?” Your eyes immediately dart to the pile of clothes on the chair at the dining room table. Trying to avoid my gaze you sheepishly reply “No Sir”. I grab your face, “Look at me when I'm speaking to you”. You mumble “No Sir” through your puckered lips. I remove my hand. "You ok, Sarah?" asked Heather."Fine," said what seemed to be a far away voice coming from Sarah.Jack broke out the snacks. They helped a bit with the sudden onslaught of the munchies in everyone and Bob passed the tequila bottle around unfortunately for the last time. "Another dead soldier," he said sadly as he tossed the empty bottle into the basket."So, now can we play truth or dare? Please, pretty please," said Heather. "This place is perfect. Subdued lighting, good friends--friends who. "Tom," Beall said, "good to see you. Your boy to home?" Yes, why do you ask?" McNish said standing in the doorway with his jaw thrust forward and clearly not planning to invite Beall inside."Well, something's come up. Oh, did you get them oxen of yours shoed all right?" Did indeed. Stayed and watched too. Yes sir. Quite a show. I'm glad they don't need shoes very often." Lessen they break one, and that don't happen much." Which of my sons you want to see?" McNish asked, his stance now a bit.