"Ahh, Mark?" Yes, bunny?" My skirt's still up in the air." I'm aware of that, bunny." But you'll see me." I imagine that'd be very embarrassing for yo...?" Yes it would. Can I..." No you can't. I don't mind at all if you're embarrassed, bunny. Turn to face me and walk here please." {Groan}." A very red faced Carol reluctantly turned to face me.I looked straight at her pussy as she slowly walked toward me. When she'd seen that I'd had a good look at her, I looked up to her face, then said, "You'll. " I remember that when it got down to "blow my dick" that I had no idea what that actually meant and when I had to do his dick, I put it in my mouth and puffed on it like I would have blown up a balloon. (Yeah well, we were just k**s...)But here's the thing that I still remember. We were both "losing" equally, so whatever I had to do, he did soon after. But then I lost one dare that was "Whoever loses has to lay on their back and the other gets to stick their dick in their mouth." Well, I lost,. It was warm and smooth and felt really good. He leaned back and put his hands behind his head. As I kept rubbing him, he sat up and reached for my other hand. He took it and put it under his balls. He told me that if I rubbed them for him, it would feel really good. The he put his hand on my cock. As he rubbed me, I starting moaning and making alot of noise. He told me to try and keep quiet, or his mom might wake up, and then she'd be angry. I tried, but it was so hard, it felt great. Then he. ”“Yeah…” I replied, my voice broken by the increasing horniness; “sorry about that.”“Nothing to be sorry about,” he said, keeping on moving his hand, and my foreskin, up and down; “it’s just a natural reaction… I’m hardening, too”.I looked at his crotch, where the white coat was raising like a tent, and he said “Touch me, Bob, don’t be shy”.I reached for the bulge and lightly touched it. The feeling was amazingly hot as I rubbed Dave’s cock through the cotton fabric of the coat; his breath.