Having just finished with Cath, Jane sat down on Sharon’s lap. It was obvious that Jane was getting turned on, her wet pussy was dripping onto Sharo...’s leg. And then…and then… and then… Wow. Jane was kissing her and it was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Her heart started to beat faster, as she started to kiss back, until a prodding on her shoulder reminded her it was her turn. Her mind muddled from the kiss she lost the round. Realisation dawned on her that she was going to have to strip.. "I guess I do," the femme answered.Kathy continued her questioning. "Does it turn you on to know that mypussy was all warm and snug in the pouch of that jockstrap?"This was the catalyst that finally got the femme to speak more than simplephrases. "Uh-huh. It really does. It turns me on a lot to think of youbutch girls running around nothing but jockstraps. I want so much to belike you, but my mom won't let me!"With that the femme started crying again."Hey. We butchies don't cry like that,". " We could get condoms in case that kind of situation arose," Katy told me."I smiled at that and then said,"I see you have been thinking about these things too. But there are several draw backs to that." Like what," she asked."We have already discussed the first one," I told her, "The fact that we are so aroused and so carried away we would not stop to put one on." Believe me from what I have read, that happens a lot of the time."I can see why that might be the case," she said with a giggle.. "I took a bet. With Jennifer. Oh... that was such a bad idea!" A bet? About me?" I asked, dumbfounded. Jennifer was Doe's best friend, another very hot girl with a passion for training. They were both instructors at our local gym. She barely knew I existed, ignoring Doe's gamer brother as if I didn't exist. This bet didn't feel good. At all. "What did you do? What did you bet?" Shit!" another sigh. "I bet Jen that I was such a good trainer that could get even you into great shape in four.