The crop finally snaps in half across the cheerleader's backside, and Zoe tosses it aside disgustedly. "You're both so horrible at this game!" she sp...ts as she goes back to the bag. "Time for a new one."She smiles viciously as she stalks up to the blonde sub again, her undead eyes keen to every nuance of her victim's form in the moonlight: the ropes cutting into the firm young flesh of her blossoming sex, crushing and distorting her full pendulous breasts, the girl's sobbing frantic breath. I'm six foot one and weigh 210 pounds. I'm just an average guy. "Mister, I lost the bet. Will you fuck me?" Many thoughts quickly went thru my head. Is she u******e? If I got my pants off, are these girls going to grab them with my wallet in them and run off? There wasn't a lot of money in it but it did have my driver’s license and other papers. I did not carry a condom. Could I catch something from her if I fucked her?She had a great body and an attractive face. Even in the poor light I could. She looks like film actress Vidya Balan.Let me go into the story directly. After fucking her for the first time, I was waiting for my second chance to have her in the bed. We have exchanged pleasantries like kisses, hugs from the backside, squeezing, etc but it didn’t last more than 2-3 minutes as we did it with the presence of her husband.Then finally the day I waited for came. It was the marriage function of one of our neighbors in the apartment. That day it was the reception and the marriage. It was spontaneous, but a long time coming.I’ve been seeing Mira and Maliah almost every weekend, now that they joined the band. We’re getting a lot of gigs now, those two are popular and the new material is really good. But they haven’t come home with me for a couple of months; they’ve been trying out other guys. Maybe if I had a bigger place it would be different, but probably not. They’re college girls, and they love each other, not me. It’s ok, it’s emotional.Anyway, Luisa and I went out to.