"I'll bet fifty bucks for every inch. In either direction. If I have two on you, you'd owe me 100, if you had three on me (in your dreams) I'd owe you...150, and so on." I smiled. "Deal." He smiled too."Okay, I'll find the measuring tape and go in the other room and take a pic-" I cut him off by shaking my head."I don't think so." I said. "Cartwright can find the measuring tape. AND we'll do it right in front of each other." He tried to protest, and I upped the bet. "If we take pictures in. (ofcourse, how can we start with you cloths on, go on, take it off, I have seen many of that thing so don't be shy)So I took off my shirt.To my surprise, Mang Nardo asked me to remove my bra "yang bra, hubarin mo rin para walang istorbo" (your bra, took it off too so that there are no obstacle)"Huhubarin din ho ito? baka naman pwedeng hindi na!" I exclaimed (do I really need to took this off? can we spare it!) "anak ng puta!ano ba itong asawa mo, pakipot ang puta, kayo pumunta dito para. One grasped my still semi-hard shaft gently and the other cupped my balls.“So tell us”, my friend began. “What are your limits for tomorrow?”As she spoke, I felt her hand on my shaft slowly begin to stroke me.“Uh, what do you mean?”Both the girls giggled, but kept up their efforts on my lower regions. It made it a bit difficult for me to focus on the conversation.“It’s not just about me”, I continued. “What about the two of you? What are your limits?”The flatmate spoke up in a quiet voice.“If. My hand moves over your arse to the apex of your thighs, your dripping wet already. I thrust two of my fingers into you hard, as I do that I run my finger lightly over your clit. Your knees nearly give way, I move my thigh under you to keep you up as well as forcing my fingers deeper Into you. You growl in my ear, panting and moaning. I keep on thrusting deep into you whilst biting where ever I can. I kiss my way down your shoulder, licking along your muscle, down your spine, biting and licking.