Kind of on a roll tonight

I took like 5 hour nap this afternoon, now I am WIRED, and in a mood.

My current fascination with anal bothers me a bit. Well, it doesn't really bother me, I just wonder if it is okay. I mean, yeah, anal is okay when done properly, and has been a popular sex practice for thousands of years. But I am on the verge of being gay and I still want that "fuck in the ass".

I bet I do it 4 times a week, sometimes more. I have more intense orgasms that would've ever thought imaginable by fucking myself in the ass. My blue suction cup is my toy of choice. And shit got really inventive when I found out that suction cup dildo sticks nicely to my workout ball that I got for physical therapy.

It's making me wet talking about it.


By the way, Michelle still hasn't called or texted me. I drove by her other work, and her car wasn't there. I still don't know what I will do when I do get hold of her. What if she really is in love with me?

Teenagers............Yeah, I know.

I am a slut, and have been since I was 12. There, I said it. I wasn't alone in my slutiness, most of my friends were sluts. (Including the good little Mormon girls). But I have to say, with all the fuckin, and sextin, and phone sex I was in on, nothing takes the cake to the shit happening now with teenagers.

Okay, my friend Gina (no, I don't use real names, in case you couldn't tell) has 3 sisters, all of them younger. Gina is 21, and I will just say that. I don't want to get weird by saying their ages, but the youngest one is quite the freak. 2 weekends ago, while Gina was house sitting while her parents were on a cruise, she got on to her youngest sisters laptop. It's the only laptop in the house, so it's portable. That's the only reason she grabbed it. Upon snoopin around, she found numerous videos of her doing things with hairbrushes, toothbrushes, multiple fingers, and in multiple holes. Then, she finds one of her and two other girls with 4 guys. Like I said, I won't say her age, but you can figure it out.

WOW! Just her seeing the videos was illegal, we get that. I haven't seen them, nor do I want to. She put the laptop away, and acted like she saw nothing.

But wow...........an orgy with High School kids. Didn't see that one coming.

I don't know the limits about what I can write and what I can't that is illegal. I am scared about writing the stuff that happened to me before I was 18. But can I? Can I write about Gina's sister? I just don't know.

Just thought I would share.
Weird.

Unexpected happenings on a Friday night.

I had absolutely no plans to go out last night. I got a few invitations to do shit with friends, but I just didn't feel like it. I knew I had plans tonight that will probably keep me out until the sun comes up, so I wanted to catch up on some sleep and just chill.

So I am watching "Justified" and stumbling for porn when my roommate knocked on my closed bedroom door. Usually I would watch TV on my big screen out in the living room with my laptop in my lap. But last night, my roommate's mom came over and they spent the better part of the night gossiping about her Aunt and cousins. Anyhow, there was a knock at my door, and it was my room mate.

Me and her aren't exactly "buds". We get along great, but the most hanging out we have ever done is at home, or an occasional movie. We have never really had any "girl talks" before, and when she asked if "we could talk", I was a little surprised.

Rewind back to my story about her "taking care of my business" one time after a massage and keep that in mind as I tell you the rest.

She sits down on my Boise State Bronco's stool, folds her hands in her lap, and stares down at her feet. I was immediately on edge. My heart was pumping twice it's normal speed in anticipation of what she was about to say. In the back of my mind, I just knew it was going to be something bad. She didn't even look up at me when she tells me "I am going to have to move out."

All my breath left my body at once and I immediately stammered "Why? Is it a money thing? Because if it is, I have no problem floating your rent until you can get back on your feet. I mean............." She cut me off.

"No, it's not a money thing. I really don't know how to say this........" I was so ready to come out of my skin at this point, it wasn't even funny. When I saw the tear roll down her cheek, I almost fucking lost it right there.

"Oh my god! What's wrong? You gotta tell me!" I walked over to her, got down on my knees in front of her, put my hands on hers and said "Oh honey, what's wrong?" That's when she lost it. (Honey is not a word I reserve for special people by the way. I actually use it way to much, and on everybody.) She began sobbing uncontrollably, and I immediately went in to "fix it mode". "Take a deep breath! Tell me what's wrong. Why do you have to move out?"

It took her about a minute to contain herself again. I got up to get her a kleenex, and when I did, she also got up. "I am just going to say it. Here goes...........I am in love with you. I have been for months now. I can't handle living with you like this anymore. I know I am not someone that you could be with, and I just can't do it anymore. I am so sorry." And before I knew it, she was out of my room, and out the front door.

I sat there trying to absorb everything that just happened. Okay, really.....from the outside it looks like I have a charmed life (that's what I have been told.) But I really don't. Michelle (Not Vegas Michelle) has been my roommate for quite a while, and I never knew she was a lesbian. I have never seen her go out with a guy, and she has talked about guys, so why would I think that. Looking at it now, maybe it was naive of me to think that all those times she "took care of me" during a massage it was simply her taking it "one step further" and although it was sexual, it wasn't. Yeah, I get that. Fuck I am dumb.

I waited for a few minutes and sent her a text message asking her to come back so we can talk. She said she didn't want to make things weird, and would come back and get her stuff when I wasn't there.

I didn't answer for quite a while. I sat their and thought about what I wanted to happen here. Did I love her back? No. Did I want her to leave? No. Was I willing to have a relationship with her? I don't know. It's not an attraction thing because she is very pretty. It's not an age thing (even though she is 11 years older than me). It's not a sex thing, because let's face it, I don't have much for self control when it comes to sex, and will fuck just about any girl who glances my way. If I let her stay, does that make me a lesbian? Will I just be leading her on?

I texted her back, and she didn't respond. And she still hasn't. Her phone goes right to voice mail, and she won't respond to my texts.

Me.

I was going to continue on with my Vegas experience, but that first night was pretty much the highlight. Yeah, I had a good time, and did some other stuff but I have lost interest in passing the rest of it on. Sorry. When I am on a roll, It flows out really easy. Other times, it just feels forced, and I don't feel good about the end result.

So, more about me.

Turn on's:
Freshly Washed hair
Victoria's Secret "Love Spell" and "Sexy Little Things"
That part on a woman's thigh just below her waist...That little shallow spot above her leg, and just to the side of her lower abdomen.
Having the back of my neck kissed
A really wet pussy
Ass play (Yeah, I have explained it before)
Getting all hot and sweaty from dancing all night and the shower afterwards.

I am not going to go in to my turn off's. No point.

I think I might be a lesbian. I really don't know at this point. I am done with men (at least right now), but I am not done with being "filled up" like a man can do. I like vaginal penetration, I like it alot. But I don't want that penetrating to be done by a man. I know I am not ballsy enough to say "Yep, I'm gay!", but I think I might be. I don't want everything that seems to go along with being gay. Like, saying I'm gay! Or marching for gay rights, or joining GLAAD, or signing up for gay and lesbian internet forums to talk about how I am shunned............Blah Blah. Any comments would be nice.

My last post was pretty weak.

Okay, so we get to Vegas finally, and get checked in to our room at The Venetian. To make a long story short, Michelle's dad knows a guy who is one of the Casino hosts at The Venetian. He put us up in a suite with 2 rooms, 3 beds, a huge jetted tub (and I mean huge, like bigger than a standard hot tub), a balcony, 2 flat screen TV's that were bigger than my new one at home, a mini-bar, and a bathroom bigger than my apartment.
Once we got in to the room, there was a lot of running around, everyone trying to jockey for the bed they wanted. Michelle ended up with a bed all to herself, I shared a bed with Lacie, and Jenna and Carlie shared the last bed.
So there was some initial talk of going back downstairs to the casino, but I just couldn't. I was sore in a few places, and my body was really starting to feel the time, so I bowed out. I said that I was going to take a hot shower, and crawl in bed for a while. Then I spied the jetted tub again and changed my mind.
I thought it would take a year to fill up that tub, and it really didn't take all that long. All of us sat on the two beds in the big room, just talking and watching TV while it filled. There was a bottle of shampoo next to the jetted tub, so I took off the lid, held it under the water, and watched as the tub filled with bubbles. Without a second thought, I took off all my clothes, and climbed in to the tub.
Michelle made a statement like "Your not modest are you?"
The tub was super hot, and I started feeling better almost immediately. I didn't dare turn on the jets because I knew I would have a mess on my hands, but just being in that hot water was awesome. I was sitting in such a way that I could see all the girls, and Jenna was out light like a light. Michelle said she was hungry and was going to find some food somewhere, and wanted to know who wanted to go. They all grabbed their purses and took off. Before they left, I asked them to turn the TV so I could see it from the tub.
I was half asleep when I heard a timid voice ask if she could join me. It startled me a little bit, and apparently Jenna took it as something else. She said "I will just get in when you get out, it's no big deal. My knees are killing me, and I thought the tub would be nice." I didn't care if she got in or not, and told her so. I also told her that I didn't have any clothes on, so if that was a big deal, I would put on my bathing suit. She took all her clothes off, and got in on the other side of the tub. Well, it must have been too hot for her, because she stood up, and sat on the edge. "Too hot for ya?" She laughed and said she didn't know how the tub wasn't covered with floating bits of my skin because it was damn near boiling.
The sight of her naked, bubble covered body immediatley put me in to the realm of horny. A realm that was as far from my mind as you could get up until that point. I did everything I could to keep from looking at her, and kept my eyes focused on the TV.
She finally sunk back in to the tub, an act I was extremely grateful for. But then, the other thought came rushing in to my head that "I am taking a bath with Jenna, and we are both naked.". I laughed to myself, and Jenna asked what that was about. I told her it was nothing and leaned back and closed my eyes.

"So, what would you have done if I would have gotten in to the shower with you back at your apartment?"
"I don't know, why?"
"I was just wondering?"
"No, really, why?"
"I was just wondering, really."
"Yeah, I get that, but why? What if I had said, "Grabbed you and started kissing you."?"
She laughed a bit and said "Is that what you would have done?"
"Probably not, because I didn't think you were, well, that way. But from the questions, can I assume that maybe you are?"
"Well, yeah, no. I don't know. I have thought about it."
"Have you ever kissed a girl? Or done anything with a girl?"
"Just what happened tonight."
"Do you want to now?"
I saw the answer in her eyes, and made my way over to her. Our bodies were now touching, and I looked in to her eyes once again for that look. I saw it immediately, and our lips touched. Her tongue was immediately in my mouth, and I could feel her body tense up next to mine. A million things went through my head: Do I touch her body? Do I touch one of her breasts? Do I go right for gold and put my hand between her thighs? As I was thinking all of this, her hand reached around and grabbed my ass. Well, I guess that was the sign I was looking for. From that point on, it was a full on make out session that was only leading to one place.
The words came out of my mouth before my brain could process it when I asked her "Do you want to go down on me?"
All I heard in my ear was a "Uhhuh."
I got up and got on the edge of the tub and with conviction and determination, Jenna dove right in to my bubble covered pussy. She didn't exactly know what she was doing, but once she stick a finger inside me, I went right to the edge of orgasm. I got loud, telling her how much I liked it, and that I was close to cumming. She licked faster, harder and had her face buried in my pussy. I grabbed her wet hair and pushed her closer. BOOM! I was shuddering like Parkinsons patient with the first really good orgasm I had in a very long time. I was out of breath, but wanted to taste myself on her mouth so I slunk back in to the tub, and our lips met once again.
As we kissed, I gently nudged her up on the edge of the tub so I could pay back the favor. Her pussy was completely shaved like mine, and she was wetter than any pussy I had ever had. She tasted sweet and fabulous. My own hand went down between my legs as I attempted to get her off with my tongue. She was louder than I was, and that got me off even more. When she started pulling my hair, I knew she was close to cumming, so I went at that sweet pussy with even more gusto. I came with my fingers only seconds before she came. I actually thought she was going to rip my hair out by the roots she came so hard. She more or less fell back in to the tub and I wanted to feel her hot panting breath against my own body. We kissed again for a minute, and then lay there in the hot tub, holding each other, and trying to regain our composure. I went back to my side of the tub to take a drink of my icewater and just as I was taking a drink, I heard the electronic lock open on the door to the room. I looked at her, she at me, and we both smiled.

The girls walked in with two bottles of champagne and announced that they were going to order room service. Lacie grabbed the ice bucket and went back out to get ice.
Michelle told us "Yeah, we were downstairs, looking for something to eat and when we didn't find anything, asked one of the cocktail waitresses if they still had room service at this time of the night. She said they had a limited menu and it was in our room. So, here we are. We stopped at the little store that was open, grabbed some champagne and we are gonna party."
(You have to know I am paraphrasing here right? I don't know exactly what everyone was saying, I didn't have a tape recorder so I could write down the transcripts of the actual conversation. So anyways........)
Michelle finds the menu, picks up the phone and starts ordering. First she orders a fruit bowl with cut up fruit and some sort of dipping sauce, then she orders chocolates and strawberries, and ends her order with a few "fudge brownie delights". Lacie and Carlie sat on the edge talking to me and Jenna. They were going on about how big the casino was, all the stuff they saw and how they saw a poker room that was filled to the max with old dudes in cowboy hats. When Michelle got off the phone, she joined Lacie and Carlie on the edge of the tub. There was some more small talk before Carlie said she wanted to jump in. The water was starting to cool off some, and most of the bubbles were gone, so I let water out, and turned on the hot. I turned on the jets, and within seconds, the bubbles were back. Carlie has no inhibitions at all and had no problem stripping down to the buff and jumping in. She no sooner got in the tub when there was a knock at the door. They were already there with our room service. Michelle opened the door, and opened it all the way. The lucky waiter guy had a full view of three "hot" girls in the tub. Michelle let the guy come in and it was hilarious because Jenna (yeah, meek little Jenna) got up out of the tub and walked her soap covered naked body over to one of the champagne bottles, and got back in the tub. The dude's jaw dropped. When Michelle tried to tip him, he refused, saying he already got his tip.
Michelle brought the platters over to the edge of the tub, and we all dug in. The champagne was flowing and before we knew it, we had gone through 2 bottles. The food was almost all gone, including the brownie deserts. Michelle and Lacie were still outside the tub, and Carlie mentioned that there was a full mini-bar filled with more alcohol. Once the fridge was empty, Michelle and Lacie joined us in the tub. (There was still plenty of room in this big ass tub.) We were all giddy from no sleep, lots of energy drinks, and now alcohol. Without conciously thinking about it, I kept looking at Jenna, who kept looking at me. I kept thinking about how much fun that was, and about how we had only finished seconds before being caught.
And who do you think seemed to catch on to something? Yep, Michelle. "So what in the hell are you two smiling about anyways?" I acted like she wasn't talking to me, and tried to ignore it, taking another sip of my rum and coke. My heart damn near came out of my chest when Jenna said, "Sammie and I had sex."
There were some gasps, a few are you fucking kidding me's? And a ton of "Damn's and fuck's and holy shit's".
I thought I was done for, but they all seemed seriously curious as to what happened. Jenna had no problem going in to serious detail with a few drinks in her. I was flabbergasted. I just sat there while everyone looked from her to me, back to her, back to me.

Okay, well the next hour or so was a blur. It was a blur because I was going on being up for 24 hours straight, I was drunk, and it was a situation right out of a porno.

Michelle asked Jenna if her and I were some sort of a "thing" now, and Jenna said "No, we were just having fun." The almost in unison, Carlie and Michelle said "Then why didn't you wait for us?"

I was trying to be funny when I said it, but my comedy fell on deaf ears. I think all everyone heard was an invitation. "Then let's have a big drunken girl orgy!"
Yeah, they took it seriously, and all said okay. Before I knew it, Jenna was sitting on top of me with her mouth on mine. I scooted her to the side to see Michelle, Carlie and Lacie taking turns making out. I almost felt some sort of responsibility to Jenna, I don't know why, and asked her if we should go to their side of the tub. She said "yeah, for sure", so we did. We were all kissing each other, feeling each other up and going for absolute broke. I actually had an experience once before with Michelle, and I had made out with Carlie once before at a party. Lacie on the other hand, I didn't even know she was Bi.

The tub was starting to get cold, so I suggested we see if we could all fit in the shower. Yeah, we could. The shower had 5 shower heads on one side, and showerhead on the top, and another shower on the other side. It took a minute to figure out how to run everything, but I did. It was fucking hot, to say the least. Michelle was down on her knees licking my pussy, Lacie was on her knees licking Jenna's pussy, and Carlie and Jenna were making out while Jenna fingered her.

We left the shower running because I couldn't remember how to shut it off, and didn't really care. Unfortunately for all of us, it never ran out of hot water, and made the room hotter than a sauna. None of us seemed to care though. Michelle had the only King size bed in the room, and we all ended up there. It was one big pile of females in her bed, and we stayed there until we all fell asleep just as the sun was coming up. (Yeah, Michelle finally went and turned off the water).

I woke up about 11:30 and went to take a shower. Michelle joined me a few minutes later. No funny business took place, but it wasn't nearly as awkward as I thought it would be. We talked about how much fun it was, and I opened up to her about my feelings for Jenna. I told her that I didn't think Jenna would want a relationship with me, but I felt like I had some sort of connection with her.




I thought I would have more time to write more, but I just can't.

Love ya,

Vegas trip continuted.

So, where was I? Oh yeah. I had just dared Lacie to go down on Jenna. Even as the words came out of my mouth, I knew I shouldn't have said it. I mean, hey, an Escalade full of chicks having hot freeway sex sounds fucking awesome, right? Yeah, not so much. Well, yeah, it does, but we were on our way to Las Vegas, and I certainly didn't want to be the cause of a shitload of awkward moments. So I immediately, and without much of a hesitation, said "Take of your shirt and stick your head out of the sun roof the next big rig we pass." Whoops and laughter abound. Yeah, I averted a potentially deadly situation.

Time absolutely flies when you are having a good time. Next thing I know, we are pulling off the freeway in St. George, Utah. It had to be close to 11:30 or so our time, and the amount of people going in and out of the gas station was mind boggling. Lots of out of state plates, lots of old people, and lots of people obviously on there way to Vegas. We stocked up on good again, used the oddly clean restroom, and saddled up to drive the final leg in to Vegas.

I asked Michelle if she wanted me to drive. I could tell that she was getting a little road weary, and I am about the only one besides her that can drive worth a shit in a big city. I got in, fumbled around for the seat controls, and we shoved off.

The canyon through Arizona was really windy and packed with old people on their way to Mesquite or Vegas. I didn't get above 60 almost the whole way through the canyon. I only got up to the speed limit a few miles before we hit Mesquite, and that was only because I used my best ninja tactics and stuntman driving skills to maneuver through the throngs of blue hairs and Viagra guys.

We had started picking up radio stations in Vegas as we came through the canyon, and they were really coming in good once we made it through Mesquite. The radio stations in Vegas are slightly different than the ones back home. After 9:00, all the podunk stations that we listen too go on computer loop where you can damn near set your clock to the songs as they come on. Here, it is 1am local time, and there were still, get this, LIVE DJ's. I couldn't believe it. Not only that, they were doing a LIVE broadcast from some nightclub at the top of some casino.

The adrenaline was really kicking in now, and we were all like a bunch of school kids getting ready for a field trip. A really really awesome field trip. We sang too loud to the songs on the radio, smoked too many cigarettes, and danced our little dances in our plush leather seats. The lights of Vegas were visible over the hill now, and it was only a matter of time before Sin City opened it's arms to us.

More to follow soon.

Hello. Back from the brink once again.

I have had the craziest fucking month imaginable. I don't even know where to start.

Okay, so I haven't been on here for like, forever. Sorry about that. But you know, I started this blog to help me deal with some shit that was happening in my life, and although it really was my intention to write on my blog "all the time", sometimes life gets in the way of doing what you intend to do. So, for that I am sorry.

I spent another week in the hospital early this month. I won't go in to details, but yeah, it was related to the car accident. I get out of the hospital, go home to my new apartment, none of my shit is unpacked, my roommate is out of town and I fall in to a deep depression. Not clinical depression but I had a major case of the blues. I was so down on myself, so woe-is-fucking me I couldn't stand myself.

So, I am sitting in my pajamas one day around 3 in the afternoon when I get a knock at the door. I didn't wanna answer it, but whoever it was wasn't going to let me act like I wasn't there. I get up, get the door, and it's 4 friends of mine. They storm in to my place, acting all fucking bubbly and chipper and I wanted to beat their asses right then and there. The smell of cotton candy perfume mixed with Love-Spell and big red gum was enough to make me wanna puke, and I didn't want any fucking thing to do with their non-sense.

I plopped back down on the couch and the next thing I know, they are all pushing me to get in the shower because apparently, we are "Going to Vegas". I told them all no, that I was the only one who wasn't 21, and they could all go to Vegas without me. That didn't work either. My friend Michelle tells me they "have it all covered" and pulls an Idaho driver's license out of her back pocket with a girl who looks a lot like me. (It was kind of spooky how much she looked like me). I asked where they got it from and it turned in to a long story where I lost interest after the first sentence.

I so didn't wanna go. I wanted them to get the fuck out of my apartment. Well, I almost got my wish. Michelle, Lacie and Carlie all left to race to Carlie's house to get her shit, and they left Jenna with me. We have all been really good friends since Jr. High, but Jenna and I.........not so much. We don't hate each other or nothing, we just didn't get along as much as we got along with the others. So I am telling Jenna that I don't wanna go, she is telling me I don't have a choice, we are arguing, she is winning.

She tells me that if I don't get my smelly ass in the shower, she will throw me in there herself. I tried to say something smart ass back, but I knew she would still win. I just had no fight left in me. I grabbed my robe, and headed to the bathroom.
I no sooner got in the shower and had gotten my hair wet when the door opened. Jenna meekly asked me how I was doing, to which I replied that I was just fine. I was starting to warm up to the idea of getting out of town with my buds, so I was coming out of my mood a little bit. So when Jenna asked if I needed anything, the old me burst on to the scene when I told her "Yeah, you could come in here and service me". I followed that up with a laugh, and then said "No, Jenna, I'm good." I was about to ask her more when the curtain opened. There was Jenna. To me, it looked like she was naked. Well, maybe not naked but that was the first thing that popped in to my head when I saw her. She pulled the curtain to the side, and all I saw was her exposed shoulders where once there had been clothes. She asks me in her absolute best, slutty sultry voice, "And what did you have in mind? Full service?" I didn't know what to say. I didn't think Jenna was bi, and even if she was, would she come on to me knowing full well that the other 3 would be back in only a few minutes. My head was spinning until she asks me if she could "lick my cunt clean, ma'am". We both broke in to hysterics, and she revealed to me that she had only taken her shirt off.

So, that started out the weekend. Michelle's parents have some sort of time-share bullshit where they get points and shit to stay in these "resorts from around the globe". Whatever. We got to stay at the "timeshare property" which really wasn't so bad. I had tons of spending money, a fake ID, and my 4 best friends around. I needed to get out, and I was going to have fun.

So, we are driving Michelle's dad's Escalade XT This thing is decked out with every option. TV's, GPS, Satellite radio, 20" rims, tinted windows, leather seats....yeah, it was fucking sweet. All our bags and shit was stuffed in to the back, and we still have tons of room.

We left town at about 4:30 that afternoon. We had plans to drive as far as Salt Lake City and stay the night. We pulled in to a truck stop in Ogden to take a potty break. We stocked up on 5hour energy, red bull, bottled water, wine coolers, cigarettes and candy. By the time we got to Salt Lake, none of us wanted to stop. We would drive a few more hours and see where that got us.

You put 5 chicks in a vehicle with all that shit, on top of a huge need to "fuckin party" and it is quite the experience. So, it's about 9:30 and we are somewhere in Utah when Lacie says we should play truth or dare. At first, everyone balked at the idea, saying it was a Jr. High game. But only minutes later, Lacie was asking Michelle (who was driving) truth or dare. Michelle picked dare and next was driving down the interstate with her tits hanging out honking at the truckers. There was more of that for the next 15 minutes when I asked Lacie truth or dare. She picked truth, and I asked her a question I already thought I knew the answer to. "Lacie, have you ever gone down on another woman?" I really thought the answer was no. Lacie knew most of our "sexual exploits" and had always said (like Jenna) that it was something she would never do. I really only asked to move on to the next thing so we wouldn't slow things down. All of of jaws dropped when she said "Yes. Last month with a girl I met at the Million Dollar Bar in Jackson." We talked about that for the next 15 minutes or so when Lacie asks Carlie, truth or dare. Carlie says dare, and Lacie dares her stick her fingers in her pussy and lick them. Without any hesitation, Carlie unbuttons her jeans, pulls out her panties and sticks her hand in to her panties. When she pulls them out, her finger is visibly wet, even in the darkness of the truck. But instead of putting her finger in her own mouth, she reaches over to Lacie, and puts her finger in Lacie's mouth. To everyone's surprise, Lacie grabs Carlie's hand and feverishly started sucking the pussy juice from her finger.

There was a bunch of yells and high fives and laughter. The very next question was for Carlie to ask Jenna. Jenna takes Dare and is asked to pull up Michelle's shirt while she is driving, and suck on her titties for one mile. I honestly didn't think Jenna would do it, or Michelle would let her. But I was wrong on both cases. Things were really starting to heat up, and I could see that I wasn't the only one thinking this. Michelle took the next dare and was made to play with her pussy while driving for 2 miles. I took the next dare and I had to talk dirty to Jenna while I kissed her neck and played with her titties through her shirt. I ask Lacie, who takes a dare. I knew she would pick that, but I wasn't really prepared. It just popped out of my mouth when I told her "I dare you to go down on Jenna".

I have to go for now, but I wanted to leave you hanging. Ha Ha. Have a good night. Love ya