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Gears began to turn inside Cynthia’s head as she stared at Ben. Why was it always Ben that step in to help me. Lucas is always close by, but for some reason Ben always steps up first. Not that his help always solved the problem, but when it didn’t, at least he always suffered through it with me. Why did Joe call me his sweetheart? Wait, does he feel that way about me. She can feel her stomach-turning, and her cheeks turn red.

Ben “Hay Cynthia, do you want me to spin for you again?”

She snaps out for her thought, but for some reason, she can’t take her eyes off him. “Oh yea… Yes, please. If you would.” Her eyes scan is naked upper half. I wouldn’t call him completely ugly, but He is certainly not that good looking, so why can’t I take my eyes off him now.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the room Joe notices the bottle landed first on Lucas and then on him. “Lucas I dare you to STOP sucking on my mother.”

Mother “aw does my little boy wants his mother’s boobies all to himself.”

Joe looks frustrated “No … Not at all. It is perfectly natural for a son to not want to see another person sucking on his mother. So I made the dare so get off already” he pushes Lucas, and Lucas eventually gives in and detaches from Mary ’s tit. Disappointed Lucas crawls back to his spot. In his head he wishes that he could control the spin, so that he could somehow manage to make it land on Mary and then him so he could dare her to let him suck on the tit again, how he knew he couldn’t. He wasn’t athletic enough to even try, so the best thing he could do is close his eyes and spin. Lucas opens his eyes with the sounds of Ben saying “Dude come on” Lucas looks down at the bottle and it is pointing straight towards Joe

Lucas “Wait who did it land on first”

Cynthia “Who do you think? Of course, it landed on me again.”

Joe laughed, “You know what I want, hand it over.”

Cynthia Starts to pull on Ben ’s shirt, which is on her lap, but Ben stops her. “Wait one second.”

Cynthia whisper, “You don’t have to do this.”

Ben “I am not going to let the pervert make you show something you’re not ready too” He takes off his pants and puts them over the shirt before pulling the shirt out. “Here you jerk. I hope you like looking at me in my boxers.” He throws his shirt at Joe.

Joe “Of course I don’t, But that’s the price I have to pay before I get to point and laugh at what I can only assume will be a massive bush.”

Cynthia squeeze her legs tighter with embarrassment.

Ben doesn’t even ask, and he spins for her. This time it lands Mary than Lucas

Lucas jumps up with joy “I want to suck again.”

Joe Laughed, “I don’t think so, pall. You already made the dare, and you can’t double dare. It looks like you lose your dare.”

Mary: “Not so fast. I didn’t hear him say a dare, All I heard is him saying something he wanted.” She shifts her attention to Lucas “Is there something you would like to dare me to do, or is there something that you would like to dare me to show you or maybe is there something else you would like me to let you touch?” She crosses her legs back and forth as she speaks so that she draws all of his attention towards her crotch area.

Lucas doesn’t know the words to say, but he is practically drooling at the thought. “Well … ah, I think I would like to see … and maybe touch that if it is ok with you.”

Mary stands up and walks towards him “It is a dare I can’t say no, you just have to tell me exactly what you want to touch.”

Lucas “can I touch that” he points between her legs

Mary “Well, in order for the dare to work, you’re going to have to say what is it, Repeat after me Mary I dare you to let me touch your P.U.S.S.Y.” with each letter she circled her dripping cunt with her middle finger.

Lucas “Mary can I”

Mary “No no, not ‘can I’, be a man, dare me, or better yet order me to let you.”

Lucas “Ah … I dare … no, Let me touch your pussy.”

Mary smiles “That’s better.” she walks right in front of him, so her thong covered pussy in inches in front of his face. Lucas hesitantly reaches forward, but Mary slaps his hand away “I won’t have a sissy touching my pussy, so If you’re going to touch it, touch it like a man.” She reaches down and starts playing with her click through her thong . “Grab it, Touch every inch of it, try to make it remember you, and try to make it you own.”

By now, Lucas is just a tangled tightly bound web of hormones, and Mary knows exactly what thread to pull to make it blow up. Lucas jumps his hand forward, He didn’t even wait to pull her thong out of the way. He didn’t know exactly where to touch so he tried to touch everywhere all at once. His palm ended up just above her ass crack while the tips of his fingers ended up on her mons pubis. His hands are trying to maul her pussy, which is precisely what she wanted.

Mary “If you don’t mind, I am going to spin while he does his thing.” In the back of her head, she can hear her son complaining, but right now, no one is paying any attention to him. Now for the hard part. I can pull away and bend over to spin the bottle, or else Joe will say the dare is over. As a result, I have to spin it with my foot. Although if I land on the wrong persons, my plan is ruined.