I immediately did what I was told. It was extremely hard to control myself from jumping right on top of him and ride him like a horn fucking cowboy. S...anding up, the cold air brushed through my skin and made my hair stand. Mick just stared over my body, taking my nudity in and planning on what he'd do to me next. "Crawl,” he said and I dropped into my knees like an obedient puppy, "come to me, my pet." I crawled all the way to him as he sat at the bottom edge of the bed. Mick's cock was. 'Tammy' climbed out of the tub, feeling refreshed and, yes, invigorated.She patted herself dry with her towel, a large, soft, yellow one,squeezed as much water as she could out of her hair and tied it up in abun. On her way back to the bedroom, she did a cartwheel in the hallway,cold air against her naked skin, once again taking enjoyment in how litheshe was. The bun came undone, and she decided to just let it stay likethat.Over by the vanity, 'Tammy' got to go to work putting on make-up for. We both leaned into the rubber cock and gasped in unison. It was then I realized we were still clothed. I removed my low-cut top as did Manju, and we both stared in awe at our wonderful breasts, before removing our miniskirts and completely discarding our clothes.I was only left with my mutilated panties and around my waist. I removed the dildo from Manju and bent down to lick her, and immediately got a head rush. This was my first lesbian experience of my life, and I decided right there,. Ah fuck it! I'd read Dante's Inferno and the Niven and Pournelle update of it. Even though my memories of the details of Hell's geography were a bit hazy, I knew the topography. If I ended up in Hell I was pretty sure I could navigate my way out of it. I'd have all eternity anyway. A memory of the final cantos filtered through to my consciousness and I laughed silently. 'When Hell freezes over', is a common expression, but according to Dante the centre of Hell is a frozen plain! Since Hell.