I was just getting her close to cumming when Debbie bent down in front couple of me. She had this big candle in her hand. I didn’t need to be told what she was going to do with it. As it went in, Angie almost screamed and bit my clit. I gasped and came. It only took a few strokes with the candle to make Angie cum. Jake said that there was one more thing that that had to be done to Angie. He said that she needed cooling down, and went to the kitchen. I was expecting him to come back with a bucket of cold water, but I couldn’t see anything as he walked up to Angie, who was still spread-eagle. Jake put his hand to Angie’s pussy and she screamed as Jake moved back and pulled Angie’s legs together. “What’s he done?” Sarah asked. “Put some fucking ice cubes in my pussy, that’s what the bastard’s fucking done.” Angie said. That brought the game of truth or dare to an end and we all just sat there in silence for a while before we started drinking and talking again. Shortly afterwards Jake said he had an idea for another game. The only problem, he said, was that it was a ‘girls only’ game. When Jake described the game it was obvious that Debbie and I were the only 2 girls there that would have taken part – if the others were sober. Fortunately they weren’t, all of us were well lubricated – in more ways than one. The game was that each of us girls had to pick up an empty wine bottle and move it friend over a line about 20 feet away. Only problem was that we could only use our hands to stand the bottle up again if it fell down. Debbie and I realised straight away that we had to use our pussies, but it took a minute or so for it to sink in with the others. When it did, there were a few comments like, “it won’t fit” or “it will fall out”. Angie just giggled; she was obviously well sex gone. Anyway, after a bit of persuasion we were all lined up with a bottle at our feet. Jake shouted ‘go’ and I squatted down and impaled myself on the bottle, lifted myself up, and waddled to the finishing line. When I got there I turned round to see that only Sarah was having any success. The others (including Debbie) were all at various stages of impaling themselves onto their bottles, of the bottles falling out. Everyone was laughing. This went on for a good 5 minutes before Sarah and Debbie managed to get their bottles over the line. Jake finally announced that I had won and that there was going to be another go at it, but that I was going to have a handicap. Jake went into the cottage and came back with a bottle of cheap champagne. He said that we wanted a full bottle of wine but there were none left so he brought the champagne. Jake gave me the bottle; I looked at it and asked if I could take the wire and the big cork out. He said yes, but told me young not to spill any of it, as he wanted to drink it. I fuck carefully eased the cork indian out then put it on the ground ready to start. I knew that it wasn’t going to be as easy, my Vaginal Weight Lifting had toned-up my pussy muscles, but I was half-drunk and very wet. When Jake started the race I managed to impale myself okay, but as I lifted it off the ground it started to slip out. It didn’t come right out, but it hit the ground with a thump. Have you ever thumped an open can of coke on the table and then just watched it as it bubbles up and out of the can? Well this is what happened with the bottle of champagne. The cum was like indian lava erupting in her depths. When I get to my office I turn the monitor couple to Julia’s room she has Maria down on her knees grinding her pussy in her face I am so horny that I get my vibrator out and begin playing with my horny pussy when I look again Maria is bent over the bed and Julia has a finger in the girls asshole while she is rubbing her pussy and then she slaps her pussy and I cum I am so horny that it does nothing for me I need someone’s tongue and I know it is time for me to go home and play with my slave. She was raised in the faith, met a male acolyte, and started a sex courtship. I shambled into my cramped bathroom and flicked on the light. My hands moved quickly and I wrapped them around the monster cock. When I got young to the kitchen mom was sipping coffee at the table. She looked at Jane who was struggling with herself over the $65,000 drop in commission she would suffer, but Savannah knew that Jane knew she was right. He was getting close to coming. I still like the money but the friend fire is not there. "What are you doing?" Mom you have to the end of the week to make up your mind if you want to give up the looses and users you date and let me love and make love to you the way you should be loved. But... what makes you think that I don’t want to see fuck that too?” Yeah, well NOW it's as hard as it's ever been.