Harry Carmichael, the only one without a lawyer to guard him, was the last to sign. Everyone shook hands and prepared to leave. ‘Paul, wait a minute...’ Hopkins called out as everyone was leaving the room. Paul didn’t really want to meet with Hopkins, but couldn’t find a way to avoid it. The two kept silent until all had left the room. ‘Well, you won.’ Hopkins said. ‘Are you saying that I won because you didn’t?’ Paul challenged him. ‘I guess so.’ he answered. ‘I have higher standards than that,. I instantly become horny and start doing little things to let him know that I want him. I start with looking up into his eyes with the flirtatious eye contact and mischievous grin. Then I slowly turn in his arms, so my big voluptuous ass is pushing back into his package. Still looking into his eyes over my shoulder, I start to slowly rub my big ass back and forth against him, until I get the reaction I knew my big ass causes. Once his big solid dick is jabbing at my ass through his jeans and he. All it did to me was make my cock throb even more than it already was.When she started waking up, I knew she could feel my cock against her ass. She started to move her ass up and down my cock like she was stroking it. The feeling was something that I still cannot describe with words. It must have felt good for her as well since it seemed to have been causing her to moan. A few strokes later and my cock got caught and suddenly went from pressed into her butt to wrapped around her pussy. I could. "Damn right, I almost had you!" "Fine, but what if I win again?" She hadn't thought of that. "You can take a picture of me." She gave him a seductive smile and pushed her tits up with the sides of her arms."How about you blow me?" "Fine, goddammit!" Why had she said that? She thought for sure a naked picture would be enough. She could do that, but could she really suck Mark's dick over a game of Beer Pong? She was rattled. Now she had to win, this wasn't about her backing out of a bet, but how.