Mary didn’t stay long and so then there were four. Me, Monica, Jessica and Angela.
Jessica was something ridiculous like 6’2. Swedish with long blonde hair, blue eyes and the body of a former semi-pro soccer player and still highly competitive long distance runner. She had breasts, they weren’t huge but they were there.
Angela was her girlfriend. She was pretty tall herself, but no one looks tall next to Jessica, even with her ‘fro. She was of mixed race with fairly dark skin, striking features, and lovely curves. D cup tits and a flat stomach.
They were rolling and they’d started to do body shots. Previously everyone had been dressed quite casually in t-shirts and jumpers, skirts and trousers, but many of these had now come off to reveal bikinis underneath.
For my first shot I had to lick Monica’s neck, put salt on it, lick it off, drink a shot from the hollow of her clavicle, then fish the lime out of her mouth with my tongue and bite on it.