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Sometimes as I grooved away I would feel something uncertain under my stiletto heel. My heels themselves were circular, about the same diameter as a ...encil, so it was much more difficult to work out what it was they had landed on as they would invariably drive down though any obstacle to the solid floor underneath. I could sometimes tell when they'd landed on the shaft of his cock, sometimes the heel would scrape down the side of the shaft, other times I could tell I had impaled his shaft. He reaches out to spread the oil, not sure exactly what he should do, and is overcome by the desire to place his hands everywhere on her body. Cautiously, he starts spreading oil where she has directed.With head back and hands on her thighs, Sarah sighs. "God, that feels good. Summer sun and your hands on my skin, the scent of coconut, the sound of the waves…" her voice trails off.Beside himself, Kurt's hands spread the oil in a circular motion, taking in more and more of her hardly covered. She said she wasn't going to take any of her clothes off. I said that if she lost, she had to sit on one of our laps and kiss us. She asked what we would have to do if we lost. One of my buddies said the loser had touch the other two guy's dicks. She giggled and said okay. We were fine with that too. To make it easy, we just all drew cards and the one with the lowest card lost. One of my buddies lost. Without a word, he quickly rubbed our dicks once and said let's deal again. We did, and I. .sorry Louise, I didn't mean to.....," he stammered. "that's alright Thomas," I said as I reached for a floral patterned, short, silk gown and wrapped the belt tightly around my body. I smiled and noticed how Thomas seemed mesmerized! "Er.. I better go," he said, as he hurried out of the room. "come on girls," I said as I lead them to their room. I sensed Thomas watching me from the Hall as I padded down the corridor with my bare feet with pink painted toes and my skimpy silk.

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