I don't know how you'd describe what Natasha was doing. Eye contact was being made but whereas Kirsty would blush and drop her fluttering eyes after a...moment Natasha was, challenging I suppose was the best description. I'd frowned back at her a couple of times and she giggled before dragging Kirsty away each time.It had gone on all day and I was getting annoyed with the pair of them by the time we knocked off. Only the fact that they hadn't said whether they were going to do the dare tonight. I sit on the edge of the bed as he stands in front of me and removes his shirt. I cannot believe how in shape a man of this age is. He's incredibly toned. I reach out and undo his zipper and fly and slowly pull his pants down. His big, shaved, semi-erect cock unfurled out in front of me, inches from my face. The faint smell of his penis filled my nostrils and made my wet pussy sopping. I reach out and touch it, moving it around in my hand admiring it. I summon the courage and place the head of. While she undid my zipper and opened my shorts.She slurred: NOW, thats what I am talking about, as she stroked the tip of my swollen hunter. We necked fo rthe longest time, as she stroked my swollen member. The firmness of her breasts felt good on my chest. I pulled her toward me, and motioned for her to mount me. Hold on! she said: She slipped her hands under her skirt, and attempted to remove her panties.Here let me! I slid to the floor, and pulled them off. slowly. I wanted her to. He looked stern, and a smirk spread across his face as we crossed the room. "Welcome to my favourite part of the house" he began "I've spent a long time acquiring my favourite fetish equipment, and you're the final piece of my puzzle! We're both keen players in the local fetish scene, we even host Miss Stephanie and her friends in here, but you'll be the first permanent resident. You'll learn what every item does, where it belongs, and why you need to be a good girl to avoid them"Looking around.