She softly rubbed her cheek against him, still kneading his arse cheeks, and then slightly turned her head, letting her mouth gently climb his shaft i... a little trail up the side, softly kissing his now dark, throbbing tip, and climbing back down the other side to rub her other cheek against him. She did this a few times, letting him feel this new sensation. Because during all his planning for this trip, she had been doing a little planning of her own. After her escapade with him in the. Penn immediately wrote his name down on the back page of his notebook, which he saw every day, and decided he would enter the name of every missing person. To make sure, he made a note on the first page reminding himself of his plan.It was difficult. With every attempt to preserve a name, or indeed any memory, and Penn's mind would empty of it faster. He never let the book out of his sight, and kept on forgetting why there was a note in the front referring him to the back page. Somehow he kept. Her grasp was quite firm. Her whole hand wrapped around it. I relaxed and told Amy to release it....As Amy loosened her grip, my piss sprayed, but then trickled and turned into a stream. Emily adjusted the angle of the pitcher with Amy aiming it to the best of her ability. When I was almost done and the pitcher about half full, Emily reached down and squeezed my cock and asked Amy if she wanted the last few drops. Amy was already almost drooling while she watched it. She had rubbed her finger. Yes to it all. She remembered, too, that the winner also gets the loser's panties. She looked down at her tiny pink panties, and her matching sleeveless top. Fight hard, she told herself, don't lose any of it.Just then the crowd roared and several people in the audience stood up.Her opponent, Denise, was entering the ring, with her bag, and she grinned at the crowd, who knew and obviously loved her. To Traci's amazement, Denise pulled a clothesline out the bag and hung it in her corner on the.