The fourth girl

Well, I was tired, but even I couldn't complain about that. Still, I was so tired that I decided not even to jerk off to the memory of what just happened. I just finished my food, cleaned up a bit and started brushing my teeth. I could still hear the girls occasionally, but it seemed they were trying not to make too much noise as it had gotten later in the evening. Just as I was done rinsing the toothpaste out of my mouth, there was another knock. Okay, last one, then I'm beyond done.

When I opened the door it was the last girl standing there. It was an Asian girl (I wasn't quite sure from where), average height, with long black hair. She was wearing a nightgown that came down to just above her knee. It wasn't particularly sexy, but it did show quite a bit of cleavage, it probably wasn't made to account for the large breasts this girl was working with. Unlike the others, she didn't immediately do or say anything. She looked rather shy. I check around the corner to see the other three girls watching again. Finally she spoke. "Do you... do you want to see my... milkers?" The other girls burst out laughing when she said that last word. I suspect that specific wording was part of her dare too. The poor girl turned bright red from embarrassment.

"I would love to."

She pulled the straps of her gown from her shoulders, allowing it to drop below her boobs. Her boobs really were big. Remarkably perky too. As I watched, her nipples slowly went from soft to rock hard. I wanted to reach out and squeeze them so badly, but I managed to control myself.

"They're perfect."

She couldn't bring herself to look at me as she pulled her gown back up. "Thanks."

Before she could walk away, I said: "This has been amazing, but I'm exhausted and going to sleep, so please keep it down, alright?"