"So what are we going to do next?" Laurie asked, knowing she wasn't allowed to come until Mary Jane had been between my legs."Let's play a little trut...h or dare," I suggested."Isn't that a little middle school?" Mary Jane asked."Not if the dares and questions aren't," I countered."Okay, I'm intrigued," Mary Jane smiled."Truth or dare?" I asked my next conquest."Truth," she said."Have you ever fantasized about eating pussy?" I asked bluntly.Her eyes went big. "Well! This is indeed not the middle. Even imagining the possibilities made her rub her thighs together, whimpering at the need she felt to be hurt further. This was to tease her, she knew. A time for her arousal to cool before they stoked it high once again, for they knew she would enjoy this pain. Even without seeing her, they controlled her. And she loved it.After a minute or so of writing, Nicolette Fuck Wheelbarrow felt something solid and flat slide beneath her breasts. It supported them, the curved undersides of her tits. While husband and wife chatted to one another with him not knowing who he was really talking to, she tried to keep the chat very lame and not sexy at all. By now I was standing totally nude. I needed this party to start getting hotter.“Hey Brian, you still wanting to fulfil one of your fantasies?”“Jake I’m sure Trish isn’t that type of lady!” she questioned without thinking about it.“EEerrrrmmmm” I could imagine Brain squirming and sure enough I got a private IM saying, “I don’t think she is. The bulge in his boxer shorts has grown, and he conveniently stops directly across the counter from me, with a very clear view of anything (and everything) I want to show him.I am getting very turned on, looking at the obvious bulge in his shorts, but maybe more from the thought that I caused it, just by letting him look at me.I part my knees slightly, and his eyes gape as he stares at the thin strip of material, now obviously very wet, stretched tightly over my pussy.I'm looking in his eyes,.