..”“They're so awesome,” giggled Becky. “Especially the ones with dicks.”“Yes!” Cassandra said, squeezing my cock. “So, I'm a Pussycat...now?”“Yep,” my little sister said then smeared three lines of my jizz on each of Cassandra's cheeks. “Now you have your cute whiskers.”“Thanks.” Cassandra ran her hand through my little sister's brown hair. “It was so hot watching you getting your cherry popped. I popped Lana's while she ate out her mom's pussy. But I think this was somehow hotter.”“It was,”. By the time the contest started we all had a pretty good buzz on. Most of the amateur dancers were true to their status. They either couldn't dance or were not very good looking. Christi didn't have much competition yet. By ten-thirty I began to wonder if Christi had chickened out. The quality of the ladies was steadily improving. I speculated that they set the order up based on looks and ability, saving the best for last. When the disk jockey informed us that they had one contestant left, I. It made my cock hurt.Resting the quarter on his thumb, Dave flicked it high in the air and caught it in his palm, flipping it over onto the back of his hand and covering it with the other."Here we go..." he said, sounding like a boy in a candy store.Uncovering the quarter slightly, he peeked under his hand."Damn," he said in mock disappointment, "it's tails." YES!" Rick pumped a fist in the air. "Shirt!" he said, excited.Smiling, Dani nodded. "Shirt it is then..."Grasping the hem of her tank. After a delicious dinner featuring a dish called "Khao mu krop mu daeng" which is a pork and rice dish, served with a clear soup, boiled egg and a cucumber on the side. I am not that familiar with Thai foods, but this was a wonderful introduction. And with my new slave Lawan serving me, then kneeling beside me eating from a bowl on the floor (this was her choice as a slave, not mine) it was an even more wonderful meal. Once the meal was over, we walked back to the room. Once inside and the door.