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She and holly were standing about five feet apart, holding it up like the finish line on a big race. Cheryl was standing near a small table she had brought out and set near the finish line. On the table were the hair clippers, two bowls of water, a can of shaving cream, and cum several razors. Since I didn’t really have anything to do, I was just standing back out of the way. I could see all three of the Mistresses racing down the sand. I had never noticed before how beautiful and almost perfect their bodies were. They were running almost abreast... japanese I didn’t intend that as a pun, but it was true. With the way they were running, their asian breasts were what was most in front and all six breasts seemed to be straight across. As they got closer, I could see that Mistress Sam’s muscles rippled differently from Mistress Gloria’s or Mistress Tracy’s. They were larger and seemed to stay rigid as her legs pounded into the sand. Mistress Gloria’s and Mistress Tracy’s muscles seemed to relax much more as her legs came forward. Then they would tighten up as her foot hit the sand. That relaxing and tightening also caused their stomachs to ripple. It was obvious from their faces that all three Mistresses were giving maxim exertion. Mistress Sam was slightly in the lead; Mistress Tracy was next; and then Mistress Gloria. I felt my shoulders droop and I looked over at holly. It looked like our Mistress was going to lose. I found myself staring at the Mistresses’ legs as they ran the final stretch to the yellow rope. Suddenly Mistress Sam’s legs relaxed– just slightly. I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t noticed before how they were bunched tight all the time. It was for just a couple of strides, but all of a sudden, Mistress Sam wasn’t in the lead. She was in second place. Mistress Tracy was in the lead. I don’t know why, but I was now staring at Mistress Tracy’s legs. And they also relaxed. I know they had been relaxing before, but for two or three strides, her muscles didn’t tighten up as much and show the same power as her foot hit the sand. If I hadn’t been watching her legs I would never have seen it, but in those two or three strides, Mistress Gloria and Mistress Sam passed her. As they came through the rope it was Mistress Gloria, then Mistress Sam, then Mistress Tracy. Our Mistress had won. And Mistress Tracy lost. The three Mistresses stood at the finish line bent over slightly, gasping for breath. “You set the forfeit,” Mistress Gloria said as firmly as she could to Mistress Tracy, “do you accept the consequences? “Let’s get it over with,” Mistress Tracy answered harshly. Mistress Sam, still panting hard, looked over blowjob at the table with everything prepared and said, “Slave cheryl, since you have everything ready, and you aren’t all out of breath, why don’t you do the honors?” Mistress Tracy– as well as the rest of us– gasped, but cheryl merely bowed her head slightly and said, “If that is your wish, Mistress... and if Mistress Tracy agrees.” “Just do it!” Mistress Tracy growled out, now standing with her feet spread and her arms by her sides. Cheryl held up the hair clipper and turned it on. Its high-pitched buzzing was the only sound in the cove. I turned to look at holly, but she was staring straight ahead. The buzzing of the clippers deepened slightly and I japan turned back to look as cheryl buzzed straight down the middle of Mistress Tracy’s hair. My friend Steve and I had a couple of sleepovers. She wondered what was wrong with her as she looked over at her brother again. She looked at me with her gorgeous eyes, some of the emotion was returning in them now. “It’s away from everything home turf for everyone and far enough out of the way that japan my party won’t be bothered easily,” I explain and he nods,” I didn’t quite invite you but you’re keeping up your end of ‘our’ cum agreement so sit back and relax.” Oh, it made me so wet watching you asian fuck Cherri! After a few more minutes Viktor came over to her and helped her blowjob off of Dwayne and the sofa. It must have been. If anything she wanted it to linger as long as possible, even on this new day. “Yes, here I am. Chapter Two: Mommy Slut Orgy I rubbed my hand over her pussy and it japanese was very wet. It was amazing.