One move that I taught them was the knee applied to a painfully vulnerable spot on a male. This one, I was too chicken to let them try. So using one o... my girls we demonstrated it in slow motion. I also cautioned the girls to only use it as a last resort and to have a quick avenue of escape since the recipient of that move, once he got off the ground, would be very angry and enraged in short order.Supper and campfire were somewhat uneventful so we made it all the way to lights out smoothly. I. ” Mark trailed off without completing a coherent thought.“Take off your clothes, Mark,” Amy said. Her tone was friendly but firm. “All your clothes. Then kneel before me with your hands behind your head.”Mark still didn’t move.“NOW, Mark!!” Amy shouted. Mark jumped in surprise. He blinked, swallowed, then started removing his shirt.And that was how it had started several months earlier.That particular day, Amy had ordered them to be at her house at 12pm sharp. And had given specific. As we had only one bathroom, I knew that mom would soon knock on the door so I did my stuff and went out. As usual, my mom went inside the bathroom and came out wearing a nightie. My mom usually removes her undergarments and hangs them on the hanger inside the bathroom and washed them in the evening before she takes a bath.As soon as she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, I rushed in and latched the bathroom door and took her bra and panties from the hanger. The soft fabric sent a chill. Oh yes, oh yes.” John slumped forward, chest heaving on Miranda’s squashed tits. Her head was turned to one side, eyes open. She looked at me and winked. Job done! Charlie was still fondling and rubbing Evan’s red member but he had stopped fingering her slit. His arm was draped around her shoulders, his hand resting on the swell of her left breast. “What did you think to that?” he asked, turning to look into my eyes. “As good as Amsterdam?” “The girls are very good, very good indeed, quite.