If they tap their right foot, slut will go down on that person, if it is their left foot, it will be slave. Then the loser of the hand will tap a foot...for the other person. You will suck on them until you the end of the next hand when you will hear the feet tap again. This ought to get the evening off right."We got under the table, and the men sat down. Kate and I looked around, "sizing up the players" as it were. Don's cock was average size. Ted's was a bit like him, short and wide. Paul's was. I noticed his cock was continuing to grow and to harden. Giles noticed me looking and blushed a little, a sign of returning circulation. “Can you help me to get warmed up and washed now?” I asked. “You want me to soap you and rub you down?” he asked, disbelievingly. “Yes, please. I did it for you. Now you can do it for me. Start with my back.” I turned my back towards him. Giles soaped his hands and began by rubbing my arms and legs and then my back and buttocks, a little hesitantly at first. "Really? Oh god Shane. Tonight. Seven thirty. I'll pick you up." Shane reluctantly gave him her address, and hung up the phone. She closed her eyes. Again thinking of Mark. It was hot. The air around her thick. The ball in her mouth a little to tight tonight. To tight to even get the safe word out if she needed it. Daisy. She thought the word. Wanted her mouth to form it. That word had been chosen, becauseit was her favorite flower. Mark was in a stronger mood tonight than usual, and being a. Her fingers rubbed her puffy, pink nipples. Her blue eyes darted around.“That’s it!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes. Jenny!”My little sister squeezed her thighs tight about my face. Her entire body shook. Then a flood of her fresh cream gushed out. It spilled over my face. She bathed me with her wonderful cream. I licked it up. I loved the flavor. My tongue darted around her twat, savoring her cream.I reveled in making her cum. Her hands shot down, grabbing fistfuls of my red hair. She pulled me.