She has to masturbate, nothing beats the classics.

"Hey Christa, remember that time back at the auditorium?" I reminded Christa of that one time she "blackmailed" me into masturbating to a squirting orgasm on the stage of my old high school auditorium, I could see her blushing as the memories flashed before her eyes "it's your turn."

I could see everyone else look at each other quizzically, they will probably ask about this later on, hopefully without making me re-enact the story.

Christa, seemingly realizing that this is just me reciprocating her behavior, gave in and climbed on the table, we all gathered at one end to gain a clean view of her now glistening pussy, maybe it was like that from the beginning, or maybe it was the memory of that time invading her thoughts, but regardless, Christa let her hands do their job, she twisted her nipples as her other hand reached down and began tickling her clit, she slowly worked her way to a rhythm, eventually two fingers found their way inside of her.

Before long, Christa found herself pumping her fingers in and out of her wet pussy in front of her friends, she started moaning and writhing there on the poker table, then the orgasm hit, and Christa found herself releasing her juices out in a squirting orgasm, not unlike Erica.

"Wow, so that's what it looks like?" Erica asked, she'd never before seen a girl squirt, she could feel herself getting excited at the experience.

• The gang continue to play, and see who else gets naked and punished.
• Everyone decides to make use of Christa's rare nudity to play some more.
• The night is called, and Christa is allowed to rest with everyone else.