To my bad luck, I lost two and won one. So I asked the girl who had lost to me to wear her skimpiest dress with slutty make up. She was hesitant, but ...ll of us pushed her to do this. So during the next break she wore a black tank top with a short skirt and wore bright red lipstick. I had got an instant erection seeing one my friends dressed in such a slutty way. However, my excitement was short lived. The girls told me that it will not be fair to let one of their female friends be dressed in. “We’re going to need an ambulance, Tom!” Mrs. Graves yelled at the vice-principal as he was about half way down the long main hallway.“An ambulance! What? Why?”“Dale Houser’s thumb looks like it’s completely torn out of its joint!” the guidance counselor forcefully replied.“Did you hear that, Ms. Stone? Call an ambulance, please,” Mr. Williamson called out in the hallway.“I got that, Sir,” one of our school’s secretaries replied over the hallway’s speaker.Mrs. Bumstead rested on her knees. Never once during her inspection did Barbie find any sings of civilization. But the dog that had pulled her back to reality proved there had to be someone else on the island. She knew wild dogs still existed, but the canine she had seen had been wearing a collar. Maybe Im not on a deserted island after all, she realized. Unfortunately, the dog was nowhere to be seen and there was no telling in which direction he had run off. If she went the wrong way, she could get lost for days and risked. A piece of paper scrunched up was pushed through the hole and when I saw it I realised the source of the clicking. It was a photograph. Center frame – my red angry erect cock, accompanied by 4 pussies. Two on either side, with thighs and midriffs all that was in shot, their chequered school uniform skirts were pulled up and their panties were pulled down around their thighs. All 4 pussies had different pubic hair styles. The one on my right was untrimmed, a bush of curly black hair which nearly.