I’m standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a t-shirt, covering my girl parts. Amber slides up beside me, wearing oh my – she’s only wearin... one of *your* shirts I’m feeling rather naughty tonight. I hope you’re down to play with me I can tell we’ve got your attention we saunter over to where you’re seated. My thin shirt revealing my figure, I know you’re watching my every bounce. I like it My hips sway back and fourth, playfully exaggerated, and Amber catches you starring at me she bends. Not been there to intervene.Things got so bad between the two that even John C. had to admit that they could no longer work as a team. However, before the break up John wanted the two to have a last match together, to allow them to make a killing before the girls went their separate ways. Both Helen and Luisa reluctantly agreed to a final match, no doubt greedily thinking about all the money they would be able to make out of it.For the girl’s final match, John managed to pull off a coup of. Bent over and fully exposed for his enjoyment and delight. With one hand lightly circling my pussy, his other hand began rubbing my ass cheeks. He then began to spank me, not hard but hard enough where I got even more turned on. I was ready for anything he wanted and was his for the taking. When he stopped spanking me, I wiggled my ass side to side and up and down hoping for one more strike. It was not coming but I did hear the sound of his zipper being lowered and his pants removed.He rested. Now I make a half-hearted (well, maybe quarter-hearted) attempt to make him stop but he gets me to the point that I almost pee in my pants. And, yes, very wet in the pants, but not from pee.As I lay there gasping, Tim says, "Anyone who beats Chrissy at pinball, she should have to blow them." Whoa, you guys are all better than I am at pinball. No way. Not fair. Look, anybody who gets over three million in a game, then I'll do it."In all the time I've played pinball at Tim's, no one has ever.