On the first evening we had a game thinking up commando/army type nicknames for ourselves. Jessica was branded puke-slut, which everyone called her. T...wice a guy (different guys) jumped into the shower while she was there and rubbed against her before running away laughing, the second recorded. Three nights in word got round of something new, again nothing to do with me. Loads of guys got out of their tents at two am and softly went into jessica’s- it could fit as she was the only one there. I. "I shook my head as I finished removing the tags from the other itemsfrom the bag. Grace told me then I should hurry and get my shower. Wewould finish dressing each other when I was done. I went to the closetand removed my French maid's dress and the lingerie I wore, hanging thedress in the closet and putting the lingerie into the hamper. I thenwent into the bathroom and stepped into the steamy shower. After Iwashed, I shaved my legs and underarms nice and smooth, as Grace hadasked me to. Feeling so powerful with her adversary at her feet Sofia took the opportunity to undo the silk belt from around her dressing gown and shed it, revealing her own splendid figure clad in only tiny, matching, tartan bra and panties. Even Simran had to admit that Sofia was in terrific shape and an incredible sexual power seemed to spread from her. As much as she enjoyed having Simran at her feet Sofia soon pulled her to her feet and their hot bodies were so close that their breasts were pressed. “The best one though is something Tracy gave me before the party started, it’s something that she didn’t want me to open in front of everybody.” “What’s that?”She blushed and looked around as if she were making sure we were alone “A toy. A sex toy.”“A What?” I blurted.Maxi’s eyes got wider, she put a finger on my lips to shush me. “A dildo. Tracy gave me a plaything, it vibrates.” As I watched my sister’s lips form the words my cock flexed as I thought of what she might do with it. “Show.