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Tim will get to exercise his imagination and use the item for 60 seconds, but then must stop so we can move on to the next round. I’ll be the official timekeeper. After that, every round Barb loses I’ll pull another item out of this bag, add an additional 60 seconds to the last time, and you both may use your imaginations with any items out of point-of-view the bag, until I call time of course. This process will continue until Barb wins or I run out of things in the bag.” Richard looked at the bag and then at Dave and asked, “And what happens if you RUN out of things in the bag?” “Well, then I guess I just may have to use MY imagination.” Dave replied. “But just to make things interesting, let’s see what we have here.” Barb was speechless as Dave announced the new rules. She knew the things that were in that bag and could not imagine Dave pulling them out in front of anyone, much less letting them use them on her. As Dave raised his hand into the air she looked up with an equal measure of dread and curiosity. The bag had been the center of many amateur interesting nights in their home. When she saw what was in his hand, she sighed a breath of relief. Dave held casting up a leather blindfold for all to see. “This of course is for Barb to wear while you use the items from the reality bag. Any questions?” Dave asked. When Tim and Richard both shook their heads no, Dave announced, “Game on.” Tim made the next break. Barb and Tim knocked the balls around the table for about twenty minutes and half of them were still on the table. Two were Tim’s and five belonged to Barb. Even though Barb taken an early lead by doing what Dave thought of as a reach-around tickle maneuver, Tim quickly gave up the breast-stroke tactic he used last round. Now when Barb bent over to take a shot Tim would reach up between her legs from behind, cup her pussy with an open hand and then lightly drag his fingertips down over her mound and back up her ass. And Dave was pretty sure by her reaction that czech Tim had trailed a finger through the crack of her ass when he did it. “Smooth talker.” She giggled. As I pushed her lips apart with reality my tongue and licked her lips from inside as I slid my hands down to her amateur bare shoulders. He returned with a plain riding-crop and an antique yagatan, bone-handled with its gleaming, recurved blade dripping red. She kept talking about how hot his body was and czech how bad she wanted to feel his muscles against her naked body. “What in Pater's name...? The Baby sitter had gone when John got in. Sarah’s mother Miriam was with casting the kids. This may work on some women who stay in such relationships for security, but not my mom. All the men in the room begin to shout and clap. “I guess not,” I said, swallowing. I can’t take it much longer. She furrowed her brow, “And you speak of subterfuge, when you have a beast concealed within you. I got the other pair of panties and told Cathy to step in. She did not want to wear them, and I told her the longer we are here with you not getting dressed, the more people will be there when we arrive. “Is it possible then, that your hot little asshole is as talented as point-of-view your pussy?” she asked. “What? When his hands touched her cheeks her pussy got wet. Her juices were all over my face and her moans were getting louder. That’d explain why you’re all shiny.” “I know”, Mandira laughed and pulled off her top.