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I wriggled away only to discover Blondie’s face pressed into my breasts. The snore let me know she was in dreamland though, so I didn’t let her bother me. I couldn’t relax to sleep. My body beaten from all the unaccustomed walking was scratched from the dense undergrowth. The trouble was, my brain wouldn’t shut down sufficiently to allow me to drift into a light sleep. I knew tomorrow would be worse. I knew I needed the sleep. So, I did what I would do when I was at home in the same situation. I carefully turned so I lay on my back, slipped my hand down into my shorts and panties, and masturbated right there deep in the jungle in Pander. I bit my lip hard though. I didn’t want the other three hearing me. I tend to get a little vocal when I’m masturbating. I didn’t linger with the job, just got it over and done with, jerking a little as the orgasm rippled through me. Sighing with a clear head at last, I turned over. Breathing deep and slow I drifted off. “That was beautiful to watch.”. Holly was thoughtful and said “Mind you Em, I might just try to find myself a boyfriend who wants to be controlled. It really was great fun.” “You do that Holly. Lucky bloke. It was quite something being controlled by you Holly, feeling frustrated when you let me get close to orgasm and then snatching it away. It made the actual orgasm a million times better.” “I could tell Em” Holly said, giving me a kiss on the cheek and another hug before snapping “OK young lady, we better get dressed before our Mums get home. If they find our skirts and knickers strewn over the lounge we may have some difficult questions to answer.” “Yes Miss Holly” I said and we both scampered out of the bedroom and with hoots of laughter ran down the stairs and in to the lounge. The clothes weren’t there though. We looked around and found our Mums looking very cross holding our clothes. Then we saw the two chairs. Spanking chairs, with a hairbrush on each seat. “Right you two, stand in front of us.”.
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