(Take off your bra and hold your hands above your head. You're being pinned down, so it's not like you can stuggle.)Left unguarded in the chill, there...s nothing you can do to hide how hard your nipples are getting, Even though you're trying to struggle, the hands holding you down aren't letting you budge, making it impossible to ocver yourself."What cute little titties," the girl pinning you says. "Somebody get over here and play with em; we gotta see if she whines."Another girl kneels beside. He looked a bit disappointed. But, not so disappointed that he wouldn'thead on into the kitchen and fire up the grill. "You guys want any burgers?" I screamed up the stairs. They both repliedenthusiastically in the affirmative. It seemed Aunt Melissa and Jaredwould be joining us for lunch. It's weird, but I felt more pride in thatstairwell than I did about the rest of the work I'd done on thebuilding. I gently caressed the banister as I ascended the stairs. Ifigured Sam could handle the kitchen. Everything about her screamed to be taken. Her innocence had to be defiled in the naughtiest way possible.My mouth found her virgin slit. Tight, hot, and juicy. My tongue fluttered up and down it, gathering up her cream. She bucked, her rump clenching beneath my hand. Her small breasts rose and fell. Her stomach flexed.“Tania!” she sang. “Oh, Tania!”My tongue slid up and down her slit. From taint to pudenda and then back down. I pressed harder, parting her outer vulva to touch her inner labia.. “Well, in the big European races, the sag wagon is also called the broom wagon. Kind of like the last car in the circus because it has to sweep up after the caravan and peloton have been by. She’ll need a new broom to sweep up any of your sorry asses if you can’t make it on Saturday!” Everyone laughed at that, and the fire of another challenge started to burn in more than a few eyes.Melinda said, “Well, anyway, broom or no broom, I’ll tell Tori she has a job, and she’s now part of the team..