"Just holding on to the most special girl in all the world."Tami giggled. "I'll bet you say that to all the girls who trade their Swiss rolls for you.... No one else ever thought I was worth a Swiss roll." I'll tell you a secret," Tami whispered. "I would have given both."I kissed her gently. I knew we were only talking about a pair of Swiss rolls worth maybe a quarter, but the way she said it made me feel warm all over. I half-remembered the Dr. Seuss book, How the Grinch Stole Christmas. When. I got around beside Betsy and put my hand on the back of her head, gently pushing her down into Sharon's clit. I was immediately rewarded with a gasp of pleasure from Sharon as she lifted her hips and moved my hands out of the way so she could bury Betsy's face in her own beautiful pussy. Betsy swept her tongue across Sharon's cunt lips, up and down, and pushed her tongue deep inside her as she hardened it into a stiff pink "V". The taste of Sharon's sweet cunt juices and the musky smell of her. Once she was finally able to turn away, Patti pulled Melinda’s hand between her legs rubbing her hand over her pussy, as she rolled back onto her back. I wasn’t sure how Melinda would react to this. I have tried a few times to get her to rub her own pussy for me, but she wouldn’t really do it unless my hands was on top of hers, and she would always try to pull it away. Melinda wouldn’t even play with cock much unless I pulled her hand to it. Patti was rubbing Melinda’s hand up and down her. Anita was too terrified to turn and look as he pulled an item out.Like his daughters, John had briefly explored the contents of the drawers in the room. Unlike them, however, he had known what each item was used for, even if his tastes did not run in those directions. One item seemed quite appropriate for this situation. Reaching into the drawer he pulled out a long, thin paddle. Fully two feet long but only two inches wide, the paddle was padded and covered with supple brown leather. Looping.