"Now your jeans," Ellen said, her voice coated with desire. "We want to see how sexy our new member is."

Hot from displaying her tits and the earlier fondling of her body, Patsy obeyed willingly. She was confident that she had the best body of any girl in Hillside.

With a hot smile on her face, Patsy fumbled with her jeans, almost tripping as they slipped down over her slim hips. She cried out, swaying, her arms waving in the air, her jeans caught around her ankles.

Tracy and Mary both grabbed her, keeping her from falling. For their effort, each copped a feel, enjoying the warm, pliant meat of Patsy's huge, creamy tits.

"Ewwww," Patsy sighed, getting into the swing of things. With Tracy's and Mary's support, she kicked off her jeans and sandals. Except for a pair of bikini panties and the blindfold, the teenaged blonde was naked.

Ellen came forward. The other two girls moved back, their eyes, like everyone else's, glued to Patsy's beautiful body. Ellen was tingling, hungry for the new member. "Are you going to do everything you're told without question?"

Patsy felt the closeness of the older girl. It excited her. She nodded. "Yes." She was a little frightened. Ellen's voice sounded so ominous.

Ellen brought her hot anxious hands to Patsy's luscious body. As president of the Horse Club, she had the honors of breaking Patsy in. She caressed the creamy flesh of Patsy's tits, roamed over her hips and panty-clad ass cheeks. Fingers skimmed between Patsy's long legs. Her inner thighs were warm to the touch, her crotch moist with virgin juice.

Patsy's breathing quickened. She heard Ellen's ragged breaths. Knowing the older girl was hot, Patsy trembled more. Her mind swirled. For a moment, she felt as if she were alone with Ellen. She opened her mouth and a soft sigh floated out.

Ellen felt the same. Patsy's sigh penetrated her stupor and she blinked. "Get down on your back," she said, her voice quaking with lust.