“Only one way to find out!” Said Debbie.“What are you talking about?” I asked nervously. I hadn’t been seriously tickled since I was a teena...ger, and it didn’t bring up happy memories. My girlfriends tickled me so badly I peed myself. It was so humiliating.“Mom, you shouldn’t have come down. You spoiled my initiation. Ms. Connor isn’t going to be happy with me.”“Don’t worry, Anna. You’ll be fine.” Debbie said, then shouted, “Grab her!”I got up, trying to pull Anna up with me. I had to get us out. ..While out for happy hour one night we got talking about what will be our next adventure. Before we go too far I should say that the Wife's Best Friend (WBF) husband is not at all interested in joining in. He is aware she is out there exploring and has given his permission but does not want to participate or hear about it at this time. There is a lot that could be said about the reasons and the history but it is not something that I will share at this point....Anyway, we were out for drinks. "Think you can catch me," she taunted, running to the other side of the room. I jumped over the bed and caught up with her. She turned and tried to run past me, but I caught her arm and pushed her hard against the wall, lifted her arms above her head, gripping her wrists, pinning her, my cock pressed against her pussy, feeling her squirming trying to get away from me. Our faces were inches apart. I leaned forward so that my mouth was next to her ear. Her tits were crushed against my chest. She. “Are you a complete Top or versatile?” I wondered.“Versatile, trust me. Very versatile. I wager that Demy’s a bottom with guys, though. I suspect that your father is mostly a Top, with maybe some curiosity about bottoming now and then. Same with your uncle here, I think. I bet that Demy’s asshole gets a lot of use, especially since I’ve been pounding it,” Kevin declared.He licked his lips with obvious lust for the menfolk.“Truth or Dare?” I asked Fanny now.She now snickered that she got chosen.