“You’re such an ass,” she continued berating me. “I can’t believe you did that. You made Danny feel like shit. He didn’t do anything wrong... You set it up for him to fuck me then jumped his ass for doing it. You’re a prick, Dave.”I looked down, forlorn.“I just...” I began, but she cut me off.“You just what?” she yelled.“I just saw you two together and how turned on you were, and I started worrying. What if you liked Danny too much? What if you liked him more than me? I don’t want to lose you. I. So he just took a running leap into the pool narrowly missing both girls. He was able to maneuver his hand so he touched Judy's shoulder and when he came up on her other side saying, "You're it." Nope. Not by a long shot," Judy said back. "Not by a long shot. Remember what I told you about Pool Tag? Well, we're in the pool and pool tag rules apply."Well, with that Steve dove under water and because it was fairly dark, the girls couldn't see where he was. In the scant light, he still could see. Before the final match, the Norwegian wrestling coach came to Ole and said, “Now, don’t forget all the research we’ve done on this Russian ... He’s never lost a match because of this ‘pretzel’ hold he has. Whatever you do, do not let him get you in that hold! If he does, you’re finished.”Ole nodded in acknowledgment.As the match started, Ole and the Russian circled each other several times, looking for an opening. All of a sudden, the Russian lunged forward, grabbing Ole and wrapping him up in. Darn that thing was nice. She pressed my face into the lace. My lips could feel all the fine detail of the embroidery. I was instructed to pull the panty down and release her hardness. " Stroke it like you jerk yourself off Cliff. Do you like how it feels in your hand? Against your face?" Hot, hard, thick. 6+ inches of perfect penis filled my palm and the enticing aroma for fresh dick filled my nostrils. "Kiss it, pussy boy!" I hesitated having only had the tip of a friends cock in my mouth.