Miranda

"It's Miranda" she says as she walks over to her. Sarah leans in close an whispers something in Miranda's ear. Miranda blushes slightly and reaches for the bowl.

"Wait, what did you have to do?" Matt asks.

"Oh, nothing yet, you'll see." It's Sarah that answers, not Miranda. 'What did Sarah make her do, please don't be that bad.'

"Tom" Miranda says with an evil grin. "I dare you to send a picture of their cocks" she's nudging her head to you and Matt "and send it to a girl in your contacts that you haven't fucked yet." "And she can't be present here, so not me, Nicole or Sarah." she adds with an afterthought.

Tom seems a pissed at the dare, but he gets his phone out of this trousers and motions for you and Matt to go stand together. The two of you look at each other, shrug and go stand where Tom motioned you to. "Wait, we need something for scale, otherwise he can just claim that they're small." Sarah interrupts just as Tom makes to take a picture. She seems to have come up with something as she walks to you and Matt.

She sits down between you and holds her arms along you cocks. Her forearm is just smaller than you cock and the same length as Matt's. Tom sighs and takes a picture, and show it to Miranda. "Good enough?" "Yeah, btw who are you sending it to?" "Just some girl from the gym I met yesterday." Miranda looks at his phone and seems to accept his answer. Tom puts his phone back and walks back to the bowl.

"Okay, do.." Tom starts, but he is interrupted by his phone buzzing. "Do I have to check?" Tom asks Miranda. "If you don't, I will." Tom walks back to his phone and unlocks it. His face freezes for a second, in which Miranda takes his phone and reads out "WOW, I wasn't sure about you but you seem to be up to my standards, can I come over now? It seems like you guys need a second hole to fill." Miranda starts typing a message back, which awakes Tom's senses. "Give my phone back Miranda" he says in a fierce voice. Miranda gives it back, but from their faces you can see that the damage is already done. "Hey Tom, no worries, I just gave her the address. You don't know if she will come." Miranda smiles. You see Tom turn his phone off before putting it back.

He walks to the bowl. "Okay, you guys made the game dirty, now it my turn."