.." Alix, I have to confess. I worry." Worry about what?" I worry that you might be getting off on the Challenge. When the whole game thing is over, y...u're going to open your eyes and see that I'm some older guy who doesn't have a six pack, doesn't have six million dollars in the bank, and doesn't even have six inches."I put my hand over his mouth and kissed him on the cheek."Charley, would you cut it out? I'm twenty six not sixteen. I'm not the sort of woman who cares about perfect abs on men.. ." He panted, his head throbbing against her clit. She looked at him reassuring, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Its okay..." She whispers softly into his ear, her eyes widened as his length pushed into her, thick and long, she felt his hips move gently, pushing more of his length in. She moaned, her face in his neck, moving her hips in motion with him. "Damn...she is so tight..." He thought, moaning aloud, gripping her waist tightly. Starting to move faster, feeling her sweet juices drip. Their camouflage design was quite stylish (to my eyes at any rate) and they had a flimsy white mesh gusset inside. When I looked more closely, I experienced one of those rare frissons that run down your spine and then through your whole body, as I realized that the gusset was stained in one very distinct patch to one side. It wasn’t a pee-stain either; no argument about it, it was the remains of a cum-stain! So here I was, standing in the locked cubicle, leaking pre-cum like mad into my own. I'd met him before on numerous occasions, he's real cool, and i told him my prediction...Mark: So can you help me out.Jim: Of course you lucky bastard.He gave me a few of his rubbers( he had plenty, he came prepared for the drunk bridesmaids), and a bottle of jack daniels...I walked back outside to meet up with Angie...Mark: Angie, i'm baaaack.Angie: What took you so long.Mark: I got us a little something extra.Angie: What?Mark: some jack and rubbers. Angie: Wow, now we can really party.Mark:.