Jessica's eyes lingered on Katie's ass as he walked into Mary's room. "Mmm, Steve doesn't have anything like that." She gave her bikini bottom a little smack to emphasize her point. With a little sigh, she wandered over to the glass table that she left her mother on and plucked off. "Now, then... where were we?" The idea of using her mother to get off was becoming more and more appealing. Hell, it was downright arousing.
She was about to enjoy another ride on her little pink plastic mother when she remembered the bikini top she had liberated from the remains of Alice. She stared at the thin fabric draped over the leather couch. It was one thing to play with her mom, who was more than willing to be turned into a toy for a bunch of horny girls, but her brother was an innocent bystander. Well, sort of. He was a pretty big pervert. He did beg Alice to let him go as her bikini top. By all rights, he kind of had this coming.
Ugh, decisions. She pondered Jeff's fate.