” “That sounds like fun.” We all agreed and stood up. We took three straws and made one shorter than the others. I had them in my hand and held ...hem forward. “Whoever gets the short straw picks his opponent. At the end of the wrestling, whoever pulls the pants off of his opponent must be stroked for two minutes by the loser. We will go around until we feel we are good to end.” “Draw,” I said offering them to Mike. He drew. I turned to Phil and he pulled one as well. I ended up with the short. He just mentioned about the room to Rowel as well, in case they got late and driving was not preferred to be back at the late hourRowel looked absolutely stunning wearing a jacket and jeans, when he arrived. He looked younger than his adult age with a sparkling smile and dazzling white teeth. He had a great sense of humor too as they shared a few private jokes and anecdotal notes. Everything was grand about the evening. They had ordered some scotch before the dinner. The food was perfect and. How do you like that? I bet you love it. I bet it makes you hard." No," Matt sobbed. "Please stop."He heard the wet sounds of the burglar sucking Sonja's slit and carefully licking her moist labia. Sonja felt his wet lips and tongue teasing her clit, sending shivers of guilty pleasure through her body.Oh God no, she thought, biting her lip, trying to fight the lustful sensations. This was all wrong. She wasn't that kind of girl. Not the kind who got turned on by a masked stranger assaulting her. "Hold on, I can't find my wallet," she said, placing her purse on the table next to the front door."Sure thing. You're looking good today," he added. Renee smiled as she bent over to look through her purse allowing Justin to see directly down her low cut shirt. Her tits bounced as she shuffled around her purse. After more than a minute of searching she turned to Justin just in time to see him adjusting himself while he stared down her shirt."Rats! I can't find my wallet anywhere!" she.