Vanessa looked at me, knowing that I was in heaven. There were about 50 to 60 people in the stands, which were mainly folding chairs. Then there was a... actual wrestling ring. It was a Blue mat, blue ropes, and red turnbuckles. A man and women in masks were struggling on the mat. Vanessa started to explain what we were watching as I tried to take it all in. "It's like an underground gambling circle." Vanessa pointed over to a small booth in the corner. "That's where these people place their bets. Her body was still charged with sexual energy, and she began to look at Calean as a possible way to discharge it. He was unlike most of the men that she had taken to her bed. They were usually warriors, tall and powerful, with thick muscles and broad shoulders. But Calean was slight. He was by no means short, nor was he skinny or weak. Instead, Asiara could see that underneath her robes he was probably muscular in a wiry manner, his physique the product of casual exercise meant to help sharpen. I know you like that. I also know you love a dirty pussy in your face, and I haven’t showered since yesterday morning.” She straddled my head facing my feet, bent her legs just a little and settled her pussy gently onto my nose. Her matted pussy hairs were filled with blended scents of sweat, pussy juice and urine. “I love to watch your cock when I do this,” she said. Then she scraped her pussy back and forth across my face. She bent forward, leaning on my chest as she watched my cock wave and. Then I recognized her. It was Cathy a girl from my school. I was pretty sure that she wasn’t eighteen years old, and that made her a minor.When he sat his camera down to make an adjustment to Cathy’s bindings I took his camera and ran. It took him a moment to realize what I had done and to chase after me but I was too quick for him. I made it down the long flight of stairs and onto my bike. I was out of there before he even got to the door.I hadn’t been gone for an hour so I copied his memory.