How could this get any worse? Then she asked me to liftmy skirt. My eyes opened wide."Do you want me to email this to your sister?" I couldn't talk,I ...ust shook my head. "Come on, UP!" I slowly grabbed the hem ofthe blue and gold cheerleading skirt and pulled it up. "All theway".I didn't know what else to do but continue and she shrieked withglee "look at the panties!, I knew it!" I was crimson "turnaround ... is that a thong?"Run, hide, crawl under a rock, leave the state? What were. "That changes everything!" She stood, doing a little striptease, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, letting it float to the floor. She unzipped her skirt. I watched as it slid from her hips, pooling around her ankles. Standing in front of me in bra and panties, she climbed onto the bed, straddled my face.Looking up, I noticed that the gusset to her panties was damp. No, it was wet, and her musky scent was making me hard again. My gaze continued upward past her breasts. Her return gaze smoldered. , besides the live entertainment helps keep things moving along. I will remember to explain that to Jan (I replied) Peter turned the overhead TV on and we settled back in the spa to watch the girls in action, they were locked in a sixty nine lying across the bed and there was a few toys on the side board and a couple of vibrators at their feet, we saw Sally pick up what looked like a six or seven inch vibrator and insert it in Jans pussy, Jan lifted her head enough for us to see her eyes roll. . at least not now.”Marv and Ariel worked through the rest of the comments. Especially for the short comments they ended up adding some text about the importance of showing respect for Ariel and her choices. They decided to err on the line of assuming good intent where possible. There was no salvaging the ones that started “Hey, bitch, I’m gonna make you...”“So, for most of these, we’ll encourage them to meet you in a brothel, talk about the importance of leaving you alone outside that context..