She just said, “Precious, would you mind standing up for us again so I can see the sun shining through that thin nightshirt?” I immediately turned all red, but for some reason stood up and faced her, knowing that I was standing in front of the window and the almost-setting sun was shining directly on me– or through me if you count the blowjob nightshirt. She held her hand up with the index finger pointed straight up in the air and twirled it slightly. In response, I turned slowly around. “Let us see how smooth you are.” Shelly said sternly and I automatically lifted the nightshirt up so my bald pussy was clearly visible. “You take orders so well, Precious,” she said. “You will make me proud tonight.” I started to say, “Thank you,” but one of the twins exclaimed, “Look at her! She’s gushing! This turns her on!” I turned beet red, but Shelly just smiled and said, “That’s why I call her ‘Precious’” She then made a motion with her hands indicating that I should lower the nightshirt and sit down. I couldn’t face any of them for the rest of the meal and was really thankful that no one else asked me to stand pov up and get something for them. I was sure that the back of my nightshirt was one giant wet spot. Around nine o’clock, Dianne announced that it was almost Brunette time to leave. Shelly had told me not to dress after my bath because she would be giving me something to wear, but hadn’t given me anything yet, so I was still in the night shirt. “Shelly,” I almost squeaked, “what do you want me to wear? You said you would give me something appropriate for tonight so I handjob haven’t changed yet.” I was trembling with fear that this was all a big prank and they might not let me go with them. But Shelly put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, Precious, I thought you were already wearing it.” She then handed me a pullover dress that wasn’t much different from big cocks the thin, cotton, nightshirt I was wearing. “Go ahead,” Shelly said. “Put it on.” “Licking a dick isn’t something to write home about, but thank you.” I turned to Darlene who was still playing with my bare bottom and said, "Maybe now is not the best time for foreplay. Have you heard when we move out?" I watched for a long time and I sensed fidgeting next to me, but I refrained from looking. “You want me to touch your daughter,” I said, my hand sliding around Sheri's hips, my thoughts prickling. I figured she was going to get in her car and drive handjob away. I pulled her hips lower till they were just over my mouth and sniffed. Derek's cock was rock hard as he pushed into her whispering in her ear, “Mother your pussy is my Brunette pov God, your pussy is my God, your pussy is my God.” By no means was he going to stop though. Lisa feels Wendy’s hand softly in her hair on the back of her head. A whore. They rolled up the windows, climbed out and headed to the bus. They couldn’t see it, even when it stood right behind them blowjob when they all ate dinner. “Christ, God's Word made flesh, commands you; He who to save our race outdone through your envy, humbled Himself, becoming obedient even unto death; He who has built His Church on the firm rock and declared that the big cocks gates of Hell shall not prevail against Her, because He will dwell with Her all days even to the end of the world! My parents didn't care, especially not my abusive dad. “I'm going to flood you with all my cum.” “There's someone getting loaded into the ambulance,” said Pearle. A new woman is always a mystery. I was so excited for this moment.