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You picked a boring, ‘safe’ dare and he ended up taking off his shoulder holster or something lame for this turn. The night wound down and the game ended, and then tomorrow came, and the next day and the next because fuck, time moves on. Months from now you’ll remember back to this moment, this chance . What’s that one question you’ll regret not having asked the most?” “Don’t worry about all of that,” Brian said, frowning. “You ask whatever you’re comfortable with, alright?” “I… um.” Stephanie swallowed, and turned towards Brian, her eyes still dildo downcast on the bedspread. “Okay, I… I dare you…” “You dare me to…?” “I dare--I dare you to remove one piece of clothing…” she blurted out, eyes flicking up at him as she fidgeted nervously. Kelly sighed and looked away in disappointment, resting her cheek on her palm as she slumped back in the easy chair. “…From me,” Stephanie finished, swallowing. “From… what?” Brian asked, surprised. “I dare you to remove one piece of the clothing… that I’m wearing,” Stephanie explained, too embarrassed to look at him again. “And, I, uh. I want you to be… a little forceful? I-I don’t want to get hurt, I just, um, if you could be a little rough, that would…” “Now that’s more like it!” Kelly exclaimed in approval, slapping her fist into her palm. “Steph, I knew you could do it!” “That’s… a pretty big dare,” Brian said, swallowing and giving Kelly a glance. “You’re allowing it?” “Either you’re gonna do it or I’ll make you do it. Get on with it,” Kelly urged, gesturing him towards Stephanie. Brian took Stephanie by the hand and helped her stand up on the bed. With the bed being a little over two feet up off the ground, this actually had her looking down at him for a change. “Now, uh, it’s your dare,” he said, “So if masturbation you don’t like how it goes, just… you know, say so and we’ll stop, ‘kay?” “Oh, uh, okay,” Stephanie nervously agreed. “No way,” Kelly objected, “She dared you, now you have to do it, whether she ends up liking it or not.” I spent too much time with Chloe, Brian thought, sending Kelly the slightest bitter smile. How long will it be before I stop trying to ask if every little thing is okay? Okay, one Slave piece of clothing, huh? Taking her by the waist, he spun her around so that she was facing in the other direction, eliciting a startled yelp from the girl. The oversized shirt was long enough to hang down over her rear, and he gingerly lifted it up. The pajama bottoms right in front of him were cotton, but Stephanie’s delicious proportions still distorted the simple printed pattern on the fabric. Sweet mother of… “Hey, don’t forget; she wants you to be a little… rough .” Kelly reminded helpfully. Feeling an undercurrent of excitement ripple through him, Brian let the nightshirt fall back down over his hands. Then he gripped Stephanie’s waistband beneath it and slid his fingers around the circumference of her blowjob wide hips, narrowly resisting the urge to pull her towards him. Letting out a startled gasp, Stephanie wriggled beneath his unexpected touch and Brian was grateful she’d worn a shirt big enough to hang down over the tight curves of her ass, or he really would end up showing her just what he thought of it. With his arms wrapped around her and his fingertips teasing lightly across her shivering tummy, he shoved his thumbs roughly into the waistband of her pajama pants and twisted them down. There we are, Brian thought in relief, separating two distinct pairs of waistbands carefully with his fingers, and he could feel a tiny decorative bow on fetish one of them. He’d been honestly concerned--he had no way of knowing whether or not she wore panties beneath her pajamas, He didn’t want to leave her completely exposed and embarrassed on her own dare--or at least, only a part of him wanted that. “Carmen, do you have some concrete evidence about my claim.” Believe me, he's been talking about it enough." I felt his strength as I tried to imagine what his dick would feel like pumping into my pussy. masturbation We had a relatively quiet evening just talking and drinking in cafés and quiet bars. “These six have taken many men from our tribe. The stranger stood, dildo sliding his boxers off his waist; no sooner had her dress fallen past her nipples than the stranger's hard cock leapt from his passing boxers and reached out longingly for her body. That cheered her up, and she smiled. I'll fucking explode in you.” Slave Not fetish with her in this delicious harem outfit. She blowjob knows. "No way," answered Lilith resolutely. "Night baby girl." “Oh fuck me! I’m yours!” she shouts. I got into the right place and put my hands on the bar. And lived much like they did a hundred and fifty years ago. “I-I know,” Stephanie hurriedly said, her face flushing red. He really did not mind that she and Hanna were lovers, in fact, it turned him on.He also thought how well Gwen took his sexcapades with Angela, although that would have to stop now. Sammy returned my efforts with cooing and purring.