The stairs were wooden, cold. I trembled worse. What was going to happen down there? Could I handle being touched and fondled by strange men?But Daddy...wanted me to be touched.The stairs led into a large room. Lights on the ceiling flooded soft blues, violets, greens, and reds across the dungeon, each illuminating different type of toys. Ropes hung from one station, the next had a St. Andrews Cross, then a spanking bench, massage tables, and others just had manacles hanging from the walls. Men. Bullshit! No way." Riana was not so much appalled as envious. She insisted Brenda get that faux-boy toy and bring it to their next sleepover. She wanted to see it in action ... and not just in Brenda's cunt! No, Riana wanted to try it out too.The next Friday came quickly, but Brenda sure didn't. Oh, she arrived at Riana's house for the sleepover, alright. But neither girl came quickly. No, they were having a competition, a slow-race to the Big-O contest to see which of them could squeeze the. As she toyed with Olivia's wetness, I decided to be bold. I knelt behind her and placed my hand on her rear and caressed the soft, smooth flesh. She wiggled it for me in encouragement. I slid my hand between her thighs from behind and found her soaked. I gently slid a finger into her wetness and she moaned. I withdrew it and slowly massaged her clit. Carey gasped as she licked Olivia's pussy. I looked over at the guys. All three of them were stroking hard cocks, watching the three of us enjoy. I really need to go the bathroom anddry myself," Jill blushed as she looked at Michele.Michele kissed Jill quickly one last time,"I'll call you tomorrow ok? I can take you to lunch." Or maybe we can stay at home and eat there," Jill laughed playfully andwinked at Michele and then moved away, back through the balcony doors torejoin the party.Michele was astounded but exceptionally happy with what had just happened.She was surprised that Jill could be so brazen and even more surprisedthat quiet,.