’ She struggled to her feet and wandered off toward the kitchen. While I was talking to Bridget, someone else had begun stroking Barb’s tight litt...e bottom. Damn! That was what I had been working up to. ‘Barb, swing around and sit on my face,’ I said. Never missing a stroke, she abandoned her latest suitor, and in a moment was all but resting her neat little delta on my chin. I began exploring the folds and hollows of her womanhood with my tongue. She responded by mashing her pelvis hard. "No more. Sleep" she pleaded softly.A short time later, I felt the rhythmic breathing of a sleeping woman, a 14 year old sleeping woman at that. What a woman. I drifted off to sleep. I'm sure if someone looked, I would have the biggest shit eatin' grin on my sleeping face.Morning came. I was on my back and Dana was snuggled up on me, one breast on my chest and the other against my side. Her hand was on my shoulder and her head on my chest. I bent my head up a bit and lightly kissed her on her. Some were more racy. Anna drew a slip that read "Give a player a blow job... During half time." This one was pretty easy for her. Her boyfriend was a bench warmer for the team and wouldn't be missed in the locker room. Besides, everyone knew Anna was a swallower. It was easy to believe her when she said she had completed her dare.Tina drew her slip first, hers read "Take band geek picked by the Head cheerleader behind the snack bar, and get him touch your bra. If you are the head cheerleader. Such was the dirt and oil matted into it, her hair was plastered to her scalp. After several repeated soakings, she was looking human again.When I discarded the soiled washcloth and used a new one to clean her from the neck down, Abby let me handle her as if I was bathing a newborn infant. My hands roamed all over her, including her most private places. Her skin was dried out and caked with dirt, so I had to be a bit forceful to get her clean. Abby didn’t say a word while I manhandled her from.