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... lightly raked my tummy in the process. She gently pulled up, tightening the crotch against my already excited pussy. I gasped aloud at the sensation as she began cutting again, removing the waistband as Carrie's hands slid around my front, rose up and held me just under my arms. Watching over my shoulder, she voiced in a low tone, "Oh fuck, yeah..." She took the scissors from Dawn to start on the back while I continued to let them do as they pleased, my cheeks starting to hurt from all my smiling as Dawn pressed close to come in for another kiss. I heard more groaning and squealing from the monitor, but I was completely enraptured with Dawn and wouldn't have distracted myself from her mouth and tongue just then for anything. Carrie's voice seemed to come all too quick, ending our make out session with me short of breath and pretty much totally seduced. "All done." I had to clear my head a little, especially when I saw how Dawn was in the same state. We both collected ourselves and looked down to see the finished product. They'd only cut away the thin waistband, but the stretchy, cotton/lycra edge still clung and kept the garment pulled right up and as tight as they had been. However, the undefined edge had rolled a little, creating a pair of low rise capris that were sexually stunning. We all giggled a little at the sight of them and how it really did complete my overall wardrobe adjustment. A wail from the monitor attracted my attention to how the blonde girl was just then ...

... watching the man's fat penis fill her opening. Understandably, she seemed quite taken aback by this, especially when the brunette woman straddled her face and bent to start licking her clit and the man's cock. That was pretty hot, but Carrie's hands encircling my waist from behind again was sufficient distraction. As if this were some cue, a grinning Dawn pulled down on what was left of my top again, taking a brief glance before bending over slightly to kiss my cleavage. "Ohhhhh..." I moaned in a high, quiet tone. Her tongue snaked out and began licking up and down between them as I instinctively arched my back for her. "She likes that," Carrie observed in my ear as she watched over my shoulder. "Let's see what else she likes," Dawn suggested, moving her hands to the scene. The next thing I knew, she was pulling the cups of my bra down until my nipples poked out. She sighed with wanton desire as she kept pulling until my boobs fell right out. She shot me the briefest, horny glance before grabbing them in her fingers to begin kneading them in a way that brought a long, low moan from my lips. I had become so turned on I could barely stand it. As I watched this amazing, delectable treatment of my buds, Carrie was holding me fast, grinding up against my ass, squeezing my sides with her hands and suddenly kissing the back and side of my neck. After a few moments of this, Carrie giggled from behind and said, "Oh my fuck, look out the window. Look at Vanessa." Reluctantly, Dawn and I ...