Sarah again

"Oh, Sarah," he mumbled.

The problem was, Matt was currently in his own personal paradise with her on his lap.

"What do you think, big guy?" she asked. I could see her teasing him, just ever so slightly rotating her hips as her ass pressed against the hard cock in his boxers.

"Um? Shit, I wasn't ready for this," he mumbled. His eyes darted around the circle trying to come up with something. They darted back down to her and landed on her tits. She was leaning against him, her back to his chest. I could practically see the idea lightbulb clicking on above his head. "I dare you to have everyone motorboat your tits," he said.

"Haha, fun!" Sarah giggled, then moved to stand up. There was a lot more hip rotation and shifting back and forth than necessary in the action, and Matt gripped the arms of his chair hard at the physical contact before training both eyes on her thong and ass as she stood up fully and walked to Tom.

He was eager, sitting at the edge of his couch and he reached forward to paw at Sarah. "Ah-ah! No touching," she giggled, wagging a finger at him.

"What? That's bullshit," Tom said.

"Just shut up and go along with it," Nicole groaned. "You've been bitching about wanting to see tits. Enjoy the tits!"

Tom started to say something snarky, but was muffled into silence as Sarah shoved her chest to his face and began shimmying her torso. Tom, ever the totally chivalrous and up-standing gentleman, roared his appreciation and rubbed his face all over her mesh-top clad tits.

After about twenty seconds Sarah pushed Tom away, and he flumped back onto the couch with a satisfied grin and a hungry look in his eyes. Meanwhile, Sarah sauntered around the seating circle to Nicole.

"I'm good," Nicole said.

"Just go along with it," Tom mocked her with a whiny voice.

"A dare's a dare," Sarah said. "You're not going to use your next veto on my tits, are you?"

Nicole rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. "Fine, lay them on me," she said.

Her face was soon enveloped into boob flesh, and Sarah giggled her way through it, whapping Nicole over and over and then ended by smushing Nicole's face in her cleavage with both hands.

"Oi vey," Nicole said when she was finally freed. "That's just way too much boob. How do you deal with those all the time?"

Sarah snorted and hefted one of her tits and winked at Nicole. "They have their uses."

Oh. My turn now. I glanced at Miranda, who was smiling like she was looking forward to seeing the show.

Sarah approached my swinging bench and I sat forward a little. "John," she said. "Do me a favour and make this face." She made a face with her mouth open and lips pursed slightly, like a little kid mimicking a make-out face. I raised an eyebrow but followed her directions, feeling like I was making a Blowup Doll face. "Excellent, now hold that pose," Sarah said, then leaned forward and I was quickly surrounded by mesh-covered tit flesh.

It was surprisingly not as fun as I would have thought. Maybe that was because of the weird face I was making, or maybe because of the mesh shirt creating some friction on my face. It got more fun when Sarah manoeuvred one of her tits into my open mouth and I could feel her hard nipple brush across my lips. I sucked in just slightly and her tit pulled away with a soft resistance from the suction. Her other tit and nipple were in and out my mouth soon after, and she traded tits back and forth a few times before pulling my entire face back into her cleavage for one more shake.

I wondered if my face, once I relaxed, looked a lot like Matt's after his makeout session. At least I wasn't poking through my boxe- wait... I double-checked. Good, I wasn't poking through my boxers. Definitely a big tenting, but I could live with that after everything else that was going on.

Sarah had already moved on to Miranda, and both girls were giggling as Sarah shook her torso and Miranda made the "Brrrr" sound of a classic motorboating.

"And back to the start," Sarah said as she pulled away and turned to Matt.

Miranda, her golden brunette hair a little wilder now, turned to me and mouthed 'Wow' as she grabbed at her own chest, making me snicker.

Sarah returned to Matt, this time climbing into his lap so she was facing him. "Oh, wait, it's my turn," she said, and she bent backwards and fished a name out of the bowl as Matt stared at her chest from up close. "Miranda, my dear," Sarah said as she read the name, "I think someone needs to be taught some manners..."

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