Oh, the girls are going to die. Are you sure?, really!, they won't beeasy on you! You'll be used and abused! Can you handle it?" She was soexcited...I was taken aback. Finally she gave me a chance to reply."I can't turn down a dare, and from such a pretty lady, and with such a specialprize, how can I refuse." She liked the compliment, I could tell. I continued"I can handle a lot of things, hell, I even get off on the humiliation aspect. Give me your best shot, but you'd better be ready to. I had heard no movement whensuddenly the wardrobe door was pulled open, the daylight dazzling me. Itwas Jenny, already dressed casually in a pale yellow slash neck dressthat came to mid calf length, belted at the waist. She looked over hershoulder and quickly began to unfasten the bond at my ankles, knees andfrom the clothes rail above. I could feel my heart racing, was she goingto set me free, whilst the others still slept. My hopes were dashed whenshe left my wrists bound and then Jenny and. ” Erin giggled. She seemed to do that a lot. Teenagers, I thought and sneered inwardly. I had expected someone more grown up. “I’d like to see you take that bath. Now that would be messy.” “Well, it would probably take me days to get rid of all the cheese.” And then I almost choked on the macaroni in my mouth, when Bridget said, out of the blue, “You’ve got pretty tits, Paisy, you’ve really got no reason to hide them.” I fixed my eyes on my plate and pretended not hear her, and did the same. It was no longer the soapy fragrance of the bath, but of her, and of me. She said nothing. I did it again pushing much more firmly with the flat of my tongue as I drew it up over her closed but weeping pussy the same way. She let out a small moan and perhaps involuntarily opened her legs wider. The next time I pressed my tongue even harder and the soft lips of her pussy yielded as the center of my tongue mashed them apart to be greeted by the slick creamy surfaces inside of her. She spread her.