Sarah emerged from the closet with a navy turtleneck, an A-line skirt and a pair of pumps. “This is all you need to wear. Go light on the makeup. Yo...’ll be awesome.”“No underwear, I suppose.”“Girls don’t wear much underwear around here except for special occasions. And then it’s usually the only thing you wear.”The young women laughed.Sarah departed. Jen put on makeup and the outfit Sarah set out. Everything fit wonderfully. She loved the way the knit top conformed to her small breasts and set. Her muscled boyfriend, John, was also blond with an eight-inch penis. When I turned to the woman next to John, I had to do a double take. She was the exact duplicate of Lee-Ann.The woman pushed her hand in my direction. “Hi, I’m Jo-Ann, Lee-Ann’s almost identical twin.” She opened her legs to show me her shaved pussy. Her cunt lips were neatly folded in a small slit, hiding most of her shy clitoris. John had a self-satisfying grin on his tanned face. Lucky bastard, I thought. Getting two for. He pulled away grasping her jaw with his hand and staring at her. With his other hand, he reached below and rubbed the flat of his hand firmly over the blue satin thong, finding it soaked with her arousal.“Oh my, what a naughty little girl. Someone went and soaked through a pair of panties.”He sprang like a coiled snake, jumping off the bed while grabbing her legs, pulling them over the edge of the bed. He thought that if she wanted him to fuck her from behind like this, he was sure as hell. She turned him to the side and commanded that he grab his ankles. He obeyed as Garima lifted his little skirt, so his butt cheeks were on public display.She then began spanking his already sore bottom with her hand. She smacked each butt cheek with firm Girl Power. James blushed and bit his lower lip in total embarrassment.After 200 swats, his butt cheeks could have glowed in the dark. Garima took James to the top of a steep grassy embankment. At the bottom was a huge mud pit. Garima commanded.