"B-but why are you here?", he asked, fully believing she was an angel."I was getting to that. Every few months, God has this little game where he has ...ne of us female angels challenge a mortal to a game, in the which if they win, they get special powers and the angel as their personal slave", she told him, and he was shocked. Was he picked for this game? Could he get, his lovely woman, Portia, as his slave?"I can read your mind, and it won't be that simple. You need to win at the game,. .∞ Make sure I am good enough for your team∞ Or maybe just the opposition∞ I will give you a good fucking and then tell the team about your 3 hot holes∞ The referee will need to have a go too∞ Only if I am good enough I would want to help you win∞ You will be a good morale booster when 32 dirty men get you in the changing rooms∞ What you going to wear?∞ Nothing∞ Better access∞ All our grubby hands touching you up∞ Pulling pinching∞ Pulling your hair and pinching your nipples and slapping your. ........We lay in bed together after the previous evening adventures and Jennie and I fell fast asleep.I awoke quite early but Jennie was still fast asleep and I could feel the warmth of her body against me which was so nice to feel. I wondered how she would react at waking up next to me in a bed that was made only for one to sleep in.I lay there for a while admiring her body that was almost completely out from under the sheet we had over us.The weather was very warm, and we had very little on. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt kissing me where each button had been. John eased my shirt over my shoulders kissing and licking at one then the other. My pussy was tingling and my juices started to flow as he removed my shirt tossing it to the bed. John kissed and licked at the top of my exposed breasts in the push up bra I had worn.He ran his hands lightly across my back until his hand came to the bra clasp. His fingers skillfully unhooked my bra with the first try. John slipped my bra from me.