"Why not?" Sam shrugged."Well, I only have the five hundred, unless you're ok with that. You'd only get two hundred and fifty each if I fail," I smile... apologetically.They looked at each other and moved off to whisper a bit so I couldn't hear.Another guy asked the hot Nubian beauty to dance, and she accepted graciously, as I had seen her do since I walked in. As they took the dance floor, Sam and Jim returned."Ok, Mark. We'll put our five hundred each against your five hundred. The bet is now. Chris smiled happily and said, “I would be more than happy to help David. To think that could be the most exciting favor any man would like to fulfill.”That day at the Hughes residence, “Do we need to have an audience?” Beth asked.“We’re thinking you might need some emotional support”, responded Elizabeth, as she smiled at her friend.“Oh, come on!” Beth rolled her eyes smiling. “Isn’t it quite embarrassing only Chris and I doing It? It’s different when we’re doing it all together in our party,. "Hurry, I need to pee now." I told her, suddenly feeling the need to squeeze my own legs together.Emma found this hilarious and burst out laughing while still sitting and pissing, and that made me start to laugh too. "Don't make me laugh." I stammered, the need to release suddenly ten times worse than moments ago. Then, she did something totally unexpected. While sitting on my toilet peeing, she reached her hand up to the inside of my thigh, just below the hem of my shorts, and slid her fingers. Lydia felt a sudden rush of helplessness as shewas held down, bent at the waist over the tree, her tight ass cheeks pokingout from under her short skirt, she knew she should shout for help, but shedidn't. That feeling only intensified as she felt the stranger reach underher skirt and caress her ass, applying pressure between her cheeks throughher thong, she also felt moisture between her legs. The gentle caressing didn't last long though as he grabbed hold of her underwearand yanked them down.