Donna was quick to return the favor and began to oil up Ruth as Diane and I watched. My cock was fully erect now from watching Ruth and Donna and it s...tood out from my crotch straining for relief. Donna rubbed the oil into Ruth's tits and proceeded to massage Ruth to a frenzy spreading her ass cheeks and massaging Ruth's anal pucker as she finger fucked Ruth to climax. Ruth bucked on Donna's probing fingers as Donna fingered Ruth's hot cunt and asshole while she pulled and twisted Ruth's stiff. Miho wanted the same change and saw the ordeal to come as being the bridge she must cross to achieve it. The hemp ropes bit into her skin as Miho tried to twist her body away from the intruder: It would be no use: She was bound fast. Calm, calm, she must control her body. The man was checking the tension in the ropes that bound her arms and thighs to the posts. They must be tight but not too tight. Only Miho's arms and the part of her legs were bound but it was enough to render her effectively. The girls wouldn’t be home until after 10:00 P.M., he thought, so he had time to rest before undressing. Kyle never heard the front door open. The girls were home early, their team had been eliminated in the first game of the series. As they walked upstairs, they headed for Kyle’s room, to let him know that they were home. Wendi had been texting with her friend on her I- phone, and had it in her hand when Amanda pushed the door open to Kyle’s bedroom. "What the . . ." shrieked Amanda. Wendi. Evidently it hadn't occurred to her that she might lose. She never had before."You're not going to go south on your bet are you, Honey?" Another game," stammered Honey. "House rules are that all bets ride to the next game as long as you keep playing." Hmm, what do you think guys? Those are the house rules. This was a special game, but I agree. If Honey antes up in the cup, I will accept her challenge. But we double the bet again - four hundred per ball against four swats. And, Honey, in.