Benni was in a rare, carefree mood. With both Dember and Shasa to egg him on, Benni climbed into the ring for a spot match. He hadn't chanced one for ...onths. In a spot match, two people stripped to the waist, male or female, and a spot was lightly glued to their stomach and to the middle of their back. The object was to rip both spots off of the opponent first. No head shots were allowed, and a five minute time limit kept the bouts moving quickly; the winner got a cut of the betting. Benni left. First a fresh pair of lacy white panties, the cool feel of which against her hot sex caused her to gasp slightly. Next, a brown leather skirt that barely covered the perfect cheeks of her behind and nearly left a sliver of panty visible. That was followed by an impossibly tight leather vest that descended no lower than her belly button, she quickly laced it up the front, pushing her magnificent breasts together and forming deep cleavage, she stopped halfway through the lacing letting a good. Soon we enter his place I feel JJ one hand grabbing my butt squeezing one in front Marcus start kissing me I start kissing back JJ other hand reaching between me and Marcus grabbing my boobs squeezing over my outfit and bra and we stop kissing laughing seeing JJ hand in front Marcus grab my hand took me to his bedroom undoing my button in front let my jump suit drop on floor standing in bra and high heels JJ came from back unhook my bra remove strp over my shoulder let it fall on floor and. .. and then he said he loved me!" a girl said as she entered the bathroom, followed by half a dozen other voices.They were all giggling and talking about their boyfriends or something. I didn't know or care. Malcolm was bouncing me off his muscular thighs as I rode his cock hard and fast. I had my hands on the stall dividers, my arms spread to keep myself steady and my jeans and panties were down around my ankles. I spread my knees and leaned forward, letting Malcolm do all the work as he.