A large platform was floating in the pool, which was brought over to the side and both girls were advised to get on it. Cindi was scared of the water ...nd had to be pushed onto the platform. Since both girls had their hands chained behind them they had a little problem with their balance but they managed. They were told that the object of this game was for both girls to give each other an orgasm in front of the crowd. There was one catch “The Toy” would not be allowed to climax as it was her. Rajshree started to shake and I knew she was close to having an orgasm. Mr. Sultanali kept working on my wife’s pussy. I could still hear the slurping sounds he was making. His big hands were holding her waist as if to hold her on his face as she let out a scream that she was there while Mr. Sultanali kept up the action with his tongue. Just as Rajshree started to relax, another orgasm hit her and my wife was pushing herself into his face for all it was worth.Just as Rajshree’s orgasm was. Excited as always. Dora stops at the fork of the trail. She look at her left, the trail leads to and old bridge, which then lead to another trail into a cave. The middle trail leads to a weird bridge. Two statues of a moaning naked girls are guarding the bridge, where the pillars are carved as hard veiny cocks. The last trail is a rock bridge leading to an abandoned castle. “Hmm… I wonder which one is the Perverted Bridge…” She joked herself before she walks towards the middle bridge. She look. The Angus House was the most expensive restaurant in our small town. By the time we got there my sisters were flocked around CeCe like mice to the pied piper. My youngest sister, eleven years old, was holding her hand and had a genuine case of hero worship.She punched my arm."The girls tell me you were a meany to them when you were young. I can't understand why they love you so much."I had no reply to that.She entered like she was royalty, and they treated her that way. We got the best table in.