Miranda

'Ah, Miranda, I got you! Well, let's make this interesting for you then, eh, Tom? Miranda I want you to kiss Sarah. With tongues and everything. For a full 30 seconds.'

'What? Come on, I don't really have to do that, do I?' Miranda asks indignantly. 'I didn't realize that this game would entail that kind of... stuff.'

'So us stripping didn't give you any indication?' Matt smirks. 'Anyway, Tom wants something exciting, so we'll give him something exciting.'

'Come on, Miranda, it's no big deal,' Sarah says, already crawling towards Miranda. 'I do shit like this all the time.'

'Well, I'm not like you, hon,' Miranda answers, looking a little desperately over at you and then Nicole.

'Just relax, you'll enjoy it, I promise,' Sarah smiles, her face now inches in front of hers. 'I'm a great kisser.' And then, she plants her lips on Miranda's, instantly very passionately forcing her tongue inside of her mouth. Your crush is **** at first, but then gets a little into it as well, freely moving her tongue around hers as well. Sarah grabs Miranda's beautiful brown hair, and presses her breasts against her perky 36C's.

'And unfortunately, that's time!' Matt shouts, making Miranda instantly pull away from her red haired friend.

'Aw, shame,' Sarah smiles, then crawls back to her place. A little shaken, Miranda gets up and walks over to the bowl to grab a name.