When Sarah came up to help us dress she was amazed at or appearances andcouldn't stop complementing us on the makeup job and hair styles. Afterthe sh...ck had worn off Sarah help us get dressed, I was first dressed in apair of floral pink panties and matching bra followed by a pair ofdelicious nude pantyhose that felt out of this world and had aunbelievable shimmer to them, I then stepped into a pink full slip andfinally the dress, a pink floral lightweight dress and last a pair ofwhite high. She was looking so sexy and I had an instant hard-on. Her features were very inviting. She was smiling naughtily at me and winked. In no time, there was a tent in my towel. My tool was at its full size. She was too smart and made me really uncomfortable down there.She let her hair loose and dropped her saree pallu and was biting her lower lips, winking at me.I was almost about to burst my load. I hurriedly hung up the call and ran towards her. We were kissing like anything and there were. Shoot your boy cum into the womb that you came from.”Then holding us tightly together with her legs and arms wrapped around me, she began grinding against me. As we ground against each other, my balls tightened, and I felt my cum entering my cock shaft. As I started cumming, Mom shrieked and clasped her legs around me even tighter. As she climaxed, her pussy tightened around my cock, and I began shooting my cum into her. I do not know how many spurts of cum I shot into her, but it was. I considered the exercise to be a backward step and mentioned it to Margaret over a cup of coffee."Oh don't worry about it Beverly. If you were here every week, you would realise that it's the same girls who end up being 'punished' every week. They enjoy it and those other girls are always the same ones meting it out. They certainly don't hurt each other and it causes little resentment amongst them because they are all close friends. The roles are also reversible. In fact Bev, they become.