Jack tried the other as Sue did the left again. Jack said, "Maybe she's cold."

They kept making her nipples flip and vibrate and held Dawn's attention, watching one then the other betray her state of arousal. Sue said, "It's not cold in here. Ask her. I'm sure she'll tell you the truth."

Jack flipped his nipple again while asking, "Are you cold, Dawn?"

While staring at her vibrating nipple, Dawn said, "No, not really."

Sue flipped hers and said, "Is this how your nipples get when your titties think you're about to get fucked?"

"Pretty much."

"Well, then, let's see the rest of you. Remove the skirt. Show Jack your newlywed pussy.

Prove to him that you really are a girl, and let's see if your pussy agrees with your tits."

Dawn moved to comply like a person operating on autopilot. The skirt fell to her feet, but she was too numb to step free. She just stood there facing Jack with Sue peering around her left hip, saying, "Hummm, you need a shave.

We insist you keep your pussy shaved free of all pubic hair. Now, show Jack your pussy."

Dawn looked sheepishly to Sue and said in a soft trembling voice, "I am."

"You're showing him pussy hair.

Show him the pink parts beyond that twat rug. Pull the lips open and show him your pussy. Let him see that you have a hole between your legs. Show him your fuck hole so he can see if your pussy is lubricating in anticipation of a fuck."

At the verge of hyperventilating, Dawn reached down between her legs and fanned open the lips of her pussy while keeping her legs demurely together. Jack leaned far forward as Sue knelt to examine the displayed vagina on a girl who was having trouble holding it up on rubbery legs.

As predicted, Dawn wanted to see for herself and her head blocked Jack's view.

He had to drop to his knees to get a look. All three heads were huddled on the splayed pussy as Sue exclaimed, "Christ, girl, your pussy is drooling fuck cream. I've never seen a pussy cry for a fuck."