Have Sarah finish the strip

You just smile at the cute brunette as she passes, patting her bare ass like a happy football coach rewarding a great play. You look back into the small laundry room, see Sarah start the washer, looking so domestic, despite being naked.

You look back to Frannie. The bosomy teen didn't take long to go back to her drinking. She is sitting on your sofa, in her sexy little black bra and panties, sipping greedily on another pilfered bottled brew. You start to stroke your sticky cockshaft once more, imagining your cock being that bottleneck when you see Sarah walk back by and sit down with her classmate.

'They should be done in no time, Frannie!' she fake smiles, still naked as she grabs a bottle off the coffee table.

'Jeez! You really are a lightweight, Sarah! When did you have a beer last?' asks the buzzed bottle-blonde, seemingly unconcerned about her missing clothes now.

'Drink up!' Frannie barks, clinking their bottles together.

Girl talk commences, and you get an evil thought listening to the clothes washer fill in the background. You stealthily walk to the machine, reset the dial to HOT and dump in half a gallon of bleach.

When you get back to your hiding place in the darkened kitchen, you ears perk when Sarah mentions how pretty she thinks Frannie's bra is.

'You think it would fit me? See how it looks?' Sarah asks, fingering the shoulder strap on Frannie's right as they sit close.

'I dunno,' Frannie slurs. She looks pointedly at the brunette's bared chest. "Your boobies are cute and all, but I dunno if they'd fill out this.."

''Aw, Frannie, pleeeeeasseee"

Your cock is being jerked hard in anticipation of the grand unveiling of the blonde's melons.

"Ahright, go ahead," Frannie smiles as she looks deep into Sarah's eyes. "Knock yourself out, Sar."

The straps come down and Sarah reaches around Frannie to undo the back clasp. When she pulls back, the bra is at Frannie's waist and you groan at the first glimpse of the unfettered beauties.