By the way, this a true story and I did change the names to protect the guilty SOB that could not keep it in pants!Vicki and I decided that it best to...get some revenge by way of getting laid, a couple of one night stands with maybe some photos of a strange dick stuck in my pussy. We got all dolled up in some "fuck me" clothes and hit the night clubs. We went to several and had no luck. All we could attract were some John Madden looking dorks that would not be worthy of our hot little pussies.. Her breath suddenly came short as she took in his presence. He was smiling, and in that moment, she felt the flood of hormones and wetness overtaking her body. She looked up, up into his beautiful hazel eyes, and her fingers tingled with the need to run her hands through his greying hair, to touch him again. He stepped closer, leaned over, and whispered, lips just brushing her left ear, “Your order is ready, my dear.” She turned back around, trying to gather herself, grabbing the cup of coffee. Tell you what, double or quits, if she takes two in the top and three in the bottom, however that may be, all bets are off.”“Mmm, kinky! I wouldn’t put it past her the mood she’s in, but your on. Either way I’d like to see her try.”Eve walked over and whispered the new stakes into Markus’ ear before returning to Steve.“Now let’s see if I can’t get some life into this thing so you can fuck me while what’s left of your wife’s virtue gets totally removed!”Steve groaned as her warm, soft lips. Dahman had a microphone, so he could yell louder than Ashley. He told her she had to ten seconds to get ready to wrestle, or he would require five of her sorority sisters to forfeit a garment. Ten seconds later, he would forfeit five more, and keep doing that until Ashley complied with the rules or our whole sorority was naked. Then Dahman began to count. "One, two, three, four;" by the end of four, Ashley was in position to wrestle. Gigi had the opportunity to get more of her breath back.