Her hands reached up, and she tried to anchor herself before his next barrage on her pussy. Her hands slipped on the dewy surface of the hood of his t...uck, and her face slammed into the smooth, chilled metal, causing her tits to harden as her mounds pressed through the front grill. His cock was pushing against the opening of her asshole, and she resisted. She moaned "No" while giggling. "Yes," he whispered, reaching a hand to her face and guiding her to face him. He leaned and to her her ear,. ....what??.... what did he mean???.....So as the contest continued...they decided to vote on a winner...and a loser....and the winner got to make the loser do what ever he wanted.....After the first round guess who was the loser?...yes, me....and the winner was....Chris....oh shit...Chris told me to get on my knee's and stick my butt out. and show the other boys my butthole....and i had to stay that way until Chris said...I got a towel, and did as I was ordered....at first the others were. Khadeem stayed with his parents for about an hour, discussing his wife-to-be, and plans for the wedding. He wanted it to be as soon as possible. Dates flew back and forth between himself and his mother, and they agreed on a date, two weeks from today. Satisfied that Leanna would be his as soon as possible Khadeem left his parents to search for his bride. —- He found her in her bedroom. Quietly he entered, and walked over to the bed where she law sprawled, fast asleep. She had a look of. While the stripper continued to grind on her, Miranda thought she could feel her heated mound grow a bit damp through her pants. Surprised, she looked up at the blonde's eyes, which were half closed as she continued to caress her breasts and rub herself against Miranda's leg."Would it be okay if you removed my pants?" Miranda asked, her voice almost steady, despite the pounding in her chest. The stripper got up and looked down at her, blue eyes half closed. Candy stopped touching her breasts.