The sheer fabric of my panties is soaked through and transparent against my vulva. I slowly peel my g-string over my hips and ass. I so badly want him...to see it all- just not with my face flushing red at the same time. Composed again, I turn to face him, naked except for my heels. I toss him my wet panties with a sheepish grin. Without a word, he snatches them from the air and flings them aside. I hear him swallow. I wish he would say something. I squat, knees apart in front of him, to give him. She crawls into the bed and sits with her legs curled in front. “It wasn’t my plan to stay in there. After laying Kim’s teddy down, I was ready to leave when the two of you came in. At that point, I believed it best not to disturb you.”“So we trapped you?” I ask.“Yes. However, that’s not what I’m trying to be truthful about.”“Do tell,” Kim says with enthusiasm.“Well, at first, I tried to stay away from the door. After a while, I couldn’t fight it, and I had to watch.”Feeling a little. Her words were full of a promise that inspired further squeals offurious sexual need.Then, suddenly, the plug was free. Frilly felt her anus relax for thefirst time in what must have been nearly twenty four hours. Without thedeeply lodged plug, she felt weak and exposed, and in some strange wayincomplete.But this sense of emptiness was short lived, for within just a fewseconds of the removal, a new, even more fiendish intruder was beinginserted between her pert, girlish buttocks, its curved,. "What do you mean?" I asked.It only made them giggle more. Vicki whispered something to Lea."No, you do it," Lea said and pushed Vicki playfully."OK. We..." Vicki giggled timidly and started over. "Sometimes Lea and I go out together, like tonight, when my parents are out and we can stay here and bring some boys home. Not that we do that all the time. We usually go home alone and we... you know, talk about boys and stuff. Lea have some wild fantasies that she never dares to tell the boys.