<b>Mary Deen: Living Room</b><br/><br/>Mary  obediently followed Sylvia into the other room and listened to the instructions for the competition. It was totally disgusting and humiliating and she found herself loving the idea. Her nipples hardened as she listened, Her face expressing what her mind thought, but her body betraying her. Mary caught the look the president gave her when she mentioned coming last. That hurt. And the pain - emotional rather than physical, made her even more determined to be the girl that someone would chose first. What if she won at this? What if  Sylvia climaxed first, and second and... It was a pipe-dream, but it could happen... Then all the Sisters would want her as their... what was the expression? Their 'little'? Sylvia wiped off the end of the thing that was to go into her moth, a thoughtful gesture, except Mary had a pretty good idea about what was going on under that skirt, so the thing probably didn't end up any cleaner, just more uniformly contaminated... It was the thought that mattered, Mary told herself as she opened her mouth to receive the short end.<br/><br/>The fact that there was a hole down the middle was instantly apparent when she breathed in through her mouth.<i>Great... </i>She thought as her logical brain put two and two together and got twenty two. But what choice did she have? She lay down as instructed and watched, wide eyed as the sister's pussy came down towards her face.<i>Oh god, oh god, oh god...</i>she repeated in her head, dreading what was going to happen, watched as a hand guided the thing. shifting her face to put the tip right against the entrance.<br/><br/>The woman in charge counted down and said "go" and Mary jerked her head up and forward as hard as she could. She wiggled her head from side to side as she lowered her neck again. This was going to crucify her neck muscles. An idea came to her and she put her hands behind her head, used the leverage of her elbows to thrust up again, wiggling her face around, moving the dildo within Sylvia, trying to give the woman as much stimulation as possible. She realised that, every time she thrust forward and Sylvia thrust back, her nose came perilously close to.... The thought was repulsive but... If it would help her win... She began pressing the tip of her nose against the woman's sphincter.<br/><br/><b>Jackie Judge: Living Room<br/>
</b><br/>Jackie lowered herself onto the prostrate young woman, her skirt surrounding the girl's head, cutting off the view of everything except Jacky's ass.She grinnd and grabbed the pledge's wrists, yanked her hands roughly off her breasts and then moved Lily's arms outwards before placing one knee firmly on each elbow. "Naughty girl, boobies are mine to play with and must not be covered." She grinned and pulled Lily's bra down, exposing the soft but perky mounds. Jackie's hands grasped them, one in each, squeezed firmly. Just enough to say<i>I could hurt you if I wanted to, but right now I don't.</i><br/><br/>She didn't care about coming first, in fact Jackie wanted to make this last as long as possible....As the word to begin came, she smiled and lowered herself a little, teasing her opening with the dildo. Already aroused by the vibrator she was forced to sit on as well as having pushed one into this girl's throat earlier, Jackie was already pretty wet, and the shaft was soon coated with her juices. She continued to tease, pulling away if Lilly pushed up, enjoying the feelings building slowly within her. Her hands still grasped Lily's breasts, kneading them now, fingers digging in to the soft flesh, squishing it like soft dough, the nipples hard against her palms.<br/><br/><b>Karla Sufu: Living Room</b><br/><br/>Karla grinned and snathed her panties away from Lucy's nose as the order to begin came. She shoved down hard, enjoying the feel of the plastic rod sliding inside her. "Gnnnnn! Yes!" She exclaimed, pain from her somewhat bruised insides enhancing the pleasure as she thing slid deep and she pressed her ass hole down onto Lucy's nose. She wriggled from side to side then, leaning forwards and grabbing Lucy's inner thighs with both hands in a grip that must surely hurt, she pulled, lifting the legs towards her and apart, and using the leverage to pull her bottom away from Lucy's face.<br/><br/>Still gripping the girls legs Karla lowered herself again, but this time didn't stop to take her weight on her lower legs. Instead she shifted them out from under her, no longer kneeling astride Lucy's head but actually sitting on it. The redhead's nose trapped between Karla's hard buttocks, she would be finding it hard to breath. Karla wrapped her arms around Lucy's thighs, spreading them, lifting the redhead's bottom off the mat. With an almost feral snarl of lust. Karla lowered her face into Lucy's cunt, mouth open and teeth bared as she bit firmly into the juicy folds through their flimsy covering of cloth.