In one continuous movement, she peeled off her t-shirt; then bending at the waist, she dangled her ante from her index finger and slowly lowering her ...-shirt onto the pot; she squeezed her breasts together with her biceps as she grinded her hips downward to her chair; she sat there smugly wearing her bra. The men went crazy howling cat-calls, slapping high-fives and pumping their fists into the air. The mood was shifting to the carnal. It was intense. The room began to heat up. It was my bet. I. She tried to struggle, but her scalp was about to rip from her skull."Your Mom put me in charge while she's gone, remember? Anything I feel warranted, I can do. No questions asked. 'Just keep her from wrecking the house or going to jail or the emergency room. Whatever it takes, ' she told us, and she made you repeat it, so don't tell me that's not what she meant."He was wagging her head back and forth. She gripped his wrists, hanging from them to relieve the tension."I thought I knew you,. " Reaching down with trembling fingers, she slowly opened her steaming wet pussy. "Are you okay?" "Sorry, Sir... it's just... it's like having your nipples constantly and firmly pinched, Sir. It's maddeningly good." "It lifts the erotic base." "You are s... so good with words, Sir." "Must be all the novels I've read." I chuckled to myself and laid the chain down the middle of Josephine's torso. Now it looked like a real Y from where I was sitting. "Open a little more Josephine. Push your hips. Megan slipped Julia’s robe off as well, all that lay beneath were a pair of thong panties that had worked their way up Julia’s bottom, revealing her lovely lower cheeks. Megan was having a difficult time controlling her excitement, and enthusiastically applied the warm oil to Julia’s neck, back and shoulders. Having generously worked James’s neck and shoulders, Diane whispered that she would like to work on James’s legs. Softly, she asked James if she could slide off his boxers so as not to.