Not yet, but desperation sets in

Two hours later they are all frustrated.

Susan bent over the floor tube and tried again to twist it off the floor somehow. Paul subtly moved himself in front of her to watch. Susan clearly hadn't anticipated the physical labor, and her loose top dropped down showing her boobs dangling and bouncing as she exerted herself. Whenever he saw her bent over he somehow got to the right angle to watch.

"FUCK", yelled Susan, and threw herself back onto the floor.

Paul decided it was time to have a little fun, and whispered a suggestion to Bridget. Surprisingly she seemed the least concerned about there predicament; Paul assumed she was too stupid to realize just how stuck they might be.

Ten minutes later Karen looked back towards the tube and said, "what the hell?". There was Bridget, on her hands and knees, with her mouth stretched over the tube and clearly straining. Her skirt was riding up and the thong she was wearing was visible.

Karen carefully pulled Bridget off the tube and back onto her knees. "What were you doing?," she asked incredulously.

"I thought I might be able to suck the ball out. I've got a very good set of lungs," she added proudly.

Karen glared over at Paul, whose shoulders were shaking.