"A surprise for me same as you," she said. "But it just couldn't be better, now could it?" This was perfect! The dogs would eat Desirée and she... herself could be ever after in the clear. But what if--? "Time for a taste of your own treachery, bitch!" What? Priscilla?" Desirée gasped. "What do you mean?"The older girl's face was a snarl, bared teeth beneath flared nostrils. "What I mean, slut, is that you strip. You've got thirty seconds to get your rags off or I'm going to punch. What was that smell all about? My mind went wild. Even then I knew that it was very significant. “Julia let me smell you again”. My head was now between her legs. I breathed deeply, ‘wonderful’. On another occasion Julia lay absolutely naked on her back with her legs as far apart as possible. She was playing with and touching her juvenile cunt. I knelt beside her basically to get a better look. Using her fingers, Julia then gently held her labia apart revealing her clitoris. “Touch it for me “. It looked funny as she tried wriggling thetoes, and the feeling of that foot, twisted arounditself, touching all the parts of itself, was bothstrange and very erotic. She easily managed to slideher new dildo up the leg of her shorts, and wiggled ithome to her moistness. I should have no troublehitting that G-spot, she giggled to herself, and beganpushing it in & out. She opened her eyes, and pulling her neck away a bit,thought, Hmm, this would make a good photo, as sheregarded her mushy form.. And they were getting very good. As the holidays were drawing to a close, the group had gained in skill and confidence, each of them sure that they would give a good account of themselves when the time came.As usual, Harry walked next to Ginny. The two had taken of late to holding hands, as did Hermione and Ron behind them. This left Imogen with Fred and George, the twins towering over the smaller girl. Imogen's normally pale face had reddened with her exertions in the cold, her blond hair.