Going back up the stairs was moredifficult than descending as my dress kept getting caught beneath myshoes and I had to lit the skirt and all its pett...coats while lettingmy stole slip down over my lower arms. It was a wonderful experience.The photographer sent Sandra up to tidy up my skirts and then I madethe descent again, this time for her alone. I had to make severaldescents because she wanted pictures of me alone as well as with Emmabut I did not mind being the centre of attention. My. The sensation was invigorating the combination of the cold and the aching between her legs. Her nipples had always been so sensitive and this was excruciating, but good in a weird way. As he previously instructed, she continued to stay quiet, but she wanted to scream in pleasure as he continued to make her yearn for him. He had an ice cube in each hand now. On his knees, he moved backward toward her ankles and sat there. He told her to open her legs as he restricted her ankles. Using the ice. I didn't have protection on me but at that point I didn't care about anything. Christine and I shot a glance of silent mutual understanding across at each other as she turned to straddle Jon, her back towards him as she lowered her ass towards the head of his throbbing member.Christine and Kelly were staring each other in the eye as they simultaneously dropped down on the cocks they were eagerly hovered over. We all gasped in pleasure. The feeling was incredible as my cock slid into the first. "We were going to be in my room before you got home, so you wouldn't know," explained Brittany. "It's a slumber party. Please don't tell Dad and Mom."She pleaded because she knew I had her at my mercy. If I was a mean brother I could force her to do one of my chores for a week."We'll stay out of your way," said Michelle. She had walked over to join the conversation."Do you mind just staying in your room?" asked Brittany.I frowned. The last thing I wanted to be was stuck in my room all.