Hang out with Sammie

"Sammie, let's talk about this..." says the lead girl.

"Nothing to talk about," says Sammie, running a finger along the edge of her bra.

"Do you want money?"

"Not as much as I want to see you do the jiggly walk of shame."

"I realize we've teased you a lot in the past, but could you really humiliate a fellow woman like this? I mean, imagine how much worse if would have been for you when everyone was laughing at your naked body if you actually had breasts for everyone to see?"

Sammie responds by ripping the girl's bra off, exposing a pair of knobby little brown-nipped orbs that probably had recently benefitted from just a little extra padding. She gasps and clutches her chest, allowing Sammie to grab the front of her panties in a fist, take the edge in her free hand, and slowly draw the entire garment through the fist. The wedgie that ensues before the elastic finally snaps is long and fully documented on the girl's face.

There are now three naked girls dangling from the tree, clutching their bodies and screaming to be let down. Sammie grins at you.

"That's a lot of fun, when I'm not the one with my pussy out," she says.

"Would you like to try stripping a few with your pussy out?" you suggest. "It could be fun."

She surprises you with an explosive little giggle and a blush, which she quickly suppresses. "I think enough people have seen me naked today."

"Could always be more. Anyway, what do you want to do next? Want to try stripping some other ladies, or do you want to play with these three a little more?"