“Spell the alphabet with your tongue,” I whispered back to her. She nodded her agreement to my suggestion. I turned my attention back to Lauren. I...leaned in between her legs, noticing now that she was completely smooth. I guess the girls did more prep work than I realized and wondered if Ashley had shaved also. I put my head down to her pussy lips, parting them with my tongue, trying to be as gentle as possible. Lauren was starting to breathe heavier and I could feel little goose pimples start. She ran a finger from her shoulder, between her perky breasts and down to her naval. She paused her hand, then continued south to the freshly shaven area above her virginity. A few days ago she had secreted daddy’s straight razor from the bathroom cupboard and removed the stubborn, bronze hairs that she disliked. Afterward, the patch of skin became so smooth that she couldn’t help rubbing small circles on it. In her curious excitement, she had accidently rubbed too far down and the resulting. The first jet seemed to galvanise her, tensing every muscle, and she hovered on the brink of release until the final great blast escaped me. Then, finally, she came again, hugely this time, with what was almost a roar of blessed release. All the tension simply flowed out of her and what was left beneath me was a helpless rag doll, her glassy eyes unseeing and her whole body, I suddenly realised, wet with perspiration. It took me a few minutes to gather my own senses and pull myself out of Fran. It's just a dick ... a German Pagan Penius ... Period.There wasn't enough room at the pole for everybody, so Mina, Megan, DD and Laurel stripped off and started though the crowd, looking for dancers. Mina and Laurel each had fifty blue ribbons for a hundred total and Megan and DD had one hundred pink split between them.When they found a lusty Mädchen (lass), or Junge (lad), they offered ribbons. A few declined, but most asked took the ribbons.The pole was painted white with a blue ribbon glued.