Time for dares. I was worried about what she would ask me to do. And here it was.She asked me to grab Shruti’s breasts. I was excited to do it but l...oking at Shruti, she was not. But I went ahead pressed her both boobs with my hands. They were firm but soft. It was the best feeling. Now it was Anjali’s turn. Shruti was now used to the situation and said I will decide the dare for Anjali.What came out of her was shocking. She asked Anjali to kiss me. She was feeling cornered in her own game.. Part of myforefinger was now resting inside her moist lips. Shedidn’t notice it because of the pain, as I wiped up thedischarge and told her to hold still. I was now goingto yank out the hair follicle.Looking back, I can’t say whether I intended to do it,or if just happened. But I was slowly massaging the wetlips of that pussy, as I steadied my hands to use thetweezers to pull out the follicle.I found the hair follicle, gave it a yank and out itpopped, releasing another small. I inflated like a balloon on a helium tank. Mere seconds passed until I was doing a broom handle imitation. Still showing no emotion, she planted her hands on the bed above my hips. Shifting her weight onto her arms, Barb pulled her hips level with mine.She rose up on her knees, then hiked her little blue dress up to her waist. God in heaven, she'd worn no panties. Completely numbed by shock, I lay staring at her light covering of dishwater blond fur and the unimaginably sexy slit it couldn't. Your breath catches in your chest as my dick follows your forward movement and another inch was forced into your body. You moan, leaning your head forward to rest in your hands, panting as you try to adjust to the odd sensation. It felt wrong… dirty… uncomfortable. And erotic for all that, but you are still afraid… afraid that I would slam my dick all the way into you, afraid that something would tear, afraid that this would be more painful than you could bear. So what if you liked sex a little.