Miranda

After another quick glance between the other two girls present Sarah opens her mouth to speak again. "Since Nicole didn't participate, I don't think it should be her, and I hardly think it's fair to choose myself, so Miranda!" She announces, turning to the brown haired girl in your lap. "I choose you to pick the next dare." Hesitantly you let go of Miranda, allowing her to stand and as she does so she nods to Sarah thankfully.

Fortunately Miranda only has to take a couple of steps forward to reach the hat, placing her at no risk of being grabbed by Sarah or her minion Tom. Taking the hat from its position between the condom box and the still stuck down dildo Miranda returns to her seat in your lap to draw a name. "Who are you hoping for?" You whispers as her fingers shuffle the scraps of paper. "Someone very close to me." She purrs, rubbing against you and filling you with a warm feeling

Without looking she pinches one slip and waves it in the air slightly before moving it to before your face. "Blow on it for good luck." She commands, and you dutifully obey, making the paper flutter in your exhalation. Once she's sated that you've made her draw lucky enough she turns the piece of paper up to her eyes and reads what's written on it.