Drake

"On behalf of Amy, I choose Drake...truth or dare?" Bianca beamed as she spoke.

"Dare," Drake said, leering at Amy who was still gagged with her own sock and surprisingly aroused. "I definitely choose 'dare.'"

Bianca smiled even broader. "Amy dares you to finger her until she's good and wet, then lick your finger afterward."

Drake smiled huge, stepped forward, and reached between Amy's legs. He started by sliding his finger up and down along her slit, and rub it in little circles over her clit, which caused Amy to squirm and moan through her sock-gag.

"Hey, she's already pretty wet." Drake said as he plunged his middle finger into Amy's pussy, burying it up to the last knuckle and sliding it in and out a few times.

"That's probably enough," Bianca said, "we don't want her to come too early, do we?"

Drake pulled his finger out of Amy, who was now rocking her hips a little with arousal. He held it up in front of her face so she could see how it glistened. Then with a smile, he stuck it in his mouth and sucked it clean.

"You taste sweet, Baby." He said.

"It's your turn now, Drake."

"Oh, yeah, cool. I choose Amy."

"Amy chooses "dare." Bianca said with a smile.