...did you bring the frozen peas," she quipped."Yes Mistress." My blush deepening at the emphasis of tiny as I pickedup the peas.I had wondered rather...naively what they were for, now it dawned on me."Okay stay standing so I can see and place them against you dickletteand cherries..." she smirked.I blush and cringe at her taunting of my......manhood but compliedobediently."I will count down......60....59..."I shiver at the thought of sixty seconds when my cock......dicklette hasalready shrunk to. Trisha got sick of the barrier that kept her hands from feeling the silky skin that was hidden just beneath so she grabbed the bottom of Carly’s shirt and slowly lifted it off her body, now there was only 1 thing that kept her from what she desired but Carly was already working on that as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra and let it fall off of her shoulders. Trisha had seen Carly topless a number of times because they used to share a room and since they were both girls they decided. Fine! Let's continue! I was staying on shortest distance from him and was closely observing each his movement. I was pushing him on each his step. I was finding wrong things in all. Once it was an omitted spot, twice - a dry place, and three - patch of dust on furniture and so on and so on... Initially he was calm, but after two hours constant pressing he started to get nervous, his face became red, his breathing heavy and broken, he started to make stupid and funny things. I was using a long. Have you forgot our little agreement?Think fast!!" Tiffany said with a smile as she hurled a pillow atMelissa."OMG!!!" said Melissa. "You want a pillow fight though... you'reon!!!" as she picked up the pillow Tiffany threw in her direction."That's ok... it's just extra work for my little sissy maid later,"Tiffany said, in between laughs. "Hey--!" Tiffany said, as Melissathrew the pillow back at her."Loser wears the maid outfit," said Tiffany as she tossed it back atMelissa, and then pounced.