”Brittany looked down at Veronica, who was on her knees, at her feet. Mr. Giltwad continued. “She will evaluate you now,” he said. “Please lif... your skirt.”Brittany pulled her skirt up as Veronica looked on. As her skirt reached her pelvis, Mr. Giltwad could see her untrimmed pussy under her black, laced panties.“That will not do, Brittany,” he said, shaking his head. “Veronica? Do you approve of her pussy?”Veronica looked over Brittany’s pussy through her panties. “No,” she said. “It’s not. "Of course," they said together."Oh Saheb, please don't make me do it. I don't want to lick a choot," Suman sobbed with big tears rolling down her cheeks."Suman, nobody is forcing you. If you don't want to do it then don't," I said, "but my motto is to try everything at least once. I would suggest you try it if you don't like it then stop. This goes for all of you." Suman, try it. I am sure you'll like it," Rosie advised."Suman, I did not want to do it also but when I did, I liked it," Faiza. The hot tub was in the back patio, and we climbed in it and played around, pretending to be rich and famous or whatever. The patio had a big sliding glass door that gave a clear view into the living room and kitchen of the house, and of course gave a clear view from there back to the hot tub. Inside the house, Janine’s mom was making dinner, her dad was watching the news, and her brother was building a model on the living room floor. We had just discovered the controls for the jacuzzi jets and. You may need her before I finish with you ... or you finish with me. It's like revolutionary warfare--there's room for both soft embrace and pounding one into the ground. After all, remember all the firebases at Dien Bien Phu had charming French female names." She looked sad for a moment. "Don't want to break the mood, but I'm thinking, briefly of some very fine women that either didn't survive Dien Bien Phu, or were scarred by it. That I may think the French Republic is full of fools at the.