Believe... you would... betray me... now." If you really believe that," said Thule, "move your hips." I don't want to," protested Marigold."You don't ...ant to move your hips?" asked Thule."No," said Marigold, "you told me not to. I don't want to disobey. Please don't make me." Come for me," said Thule.Marigold wanted to laugh. The command was obviously absurd. If she could do that on cue, her life would be much easier. But, even before she could complete the thought, she realized that the effort. She knew it was now or never. If it was revealed that she didn’t plan on keeping her promise, Kelly would likely start making a fuss. Even as Kelly was still slowly licking her spasming cunt, and Melissa kept obliviously talking away, she raised the knife to Kelly’s throat. She felt the licking stop and felt a small gasp against her asshole as Kelly realized what was happening, but before she could scream Heather slashed across the girl’s soft throat. A thin spray of arterial blood splashed. But then another thought occurred to me. And it was my turn again. "Dylan, Truth or Dare?" Truth, Daddy," she said."How many boys have you, brought to climax?" I said. I couldn't believe I had just asked my daughter this question. Amber giggled, I think at my use of "climax." I couldn't quite say "cum" to my daughter just yet. I got a little worried when I saw Dylan had to do some calculating in her head."About fifteen," she said. I was shocked. I figured that must mean that she had either. In the morning, seeing that Margaret, Roger, and Rocky were occupied elsewhere, she had joined a few of the girls sunbathing on the back deck. She had long since shed the notion of tanning in a suit and lay down under the hot sun naked. When Lacey, Jackie, and Lisa began rubbing oil on her, she had simply smiled, as their hands rubbed her erect nipples and oozing pussy. Cumming, she had returned the favors, and the reclining quartet continued in extended sapphic passion. While decidedly.