I hoped we didn't wake Nat up, too, but our baby needed her mommies. Priorities.Rounding the foot of the bed, Caroline held out my robe. We dressed on... the way to Tiffany's room, turning on the hallway's fifteen-watt bulb. Even its dim glow, muted behind a hand-painted bowl, made us squint.The night-light in Tiffany's room was much dimmer, and easier on the eyes. We could see Tiffany sitting up, clutching Mr. Raggedycoon, her other arm twisting a fist into one eye. Tiffy's expression wasn't so. Celia asked Angela, “Since there’s a boy for every girl now, does that mean we only get to suck off one boy each?”“You wouldn’t like that at all, would you, Celia?”Celia laughed. “No!”“Well don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll get to taste all of them, and so will all of the girls.” There was a lot of giggling and high-fiving among the girls after that. Angela devised several games to spur on the girls’ competitive natures, and all of the boys got to cum in a mouth at least twice, with nary a drop. The hankie is up in my coat pocket and I checked it again this morning and it is crusty; just like it would be if you wiped your cunt with it after you and Brian finished fucking on that table. The second part of the lie is that you tossed it because you didn't want to put a wet rag in your purse. You weren't carrying a purse with you when you came out of that room. You didn't have anything in your hands when you came out of that room and I know this because I saw you use both hands to button. Oh she was so tempted, but even Hannah knew that wouldn’t be fair. She would have to take the other approach.She pulled open the door and stood in front of the safe with her legs part and her hands on her hips. ?Kiss my foot,? she ordered, her sexual energy overcoming all her nerves.Tom smiled and duly compiled and then worked his way up her legs as directed. By the time he kissed her inner thigh, his head was inside the yellow dress and the dress was working its spell on Tom. Hannah knew the.