" "I didn’t cheat. I just gave you a few sexy thoughts. But the bet never was about your thoughts, just about your pecker. Time to claim my prize. ...t first I thought it would be fun to make you clean the bathroom. Then I realized that it wouldn’t be in the spirit of the bet. After all, it should be about making me feel good more than about making you feel bad. So, we are going to begin my feel good evening with you taking me to dinner at the Melting Pot. You never took me there because you. I was sweaty and gross and didn't care until Tom's face swam into viewabove me. He was dancing stiffly, biting his lip and looking at mychest and I suddenly became self conscious and covered myself with myarms. They were clammy."I want you to meet some people," he shouted over the music, stilldancing, sort of.He lifted his chin in greeting to someone behind me and waved atsomeone else. I felt really self conscious. Taylor stopped dancing tooand was watching closely near Tom's elbow."We should. That's the best I can do and I find her tone oddly soothing and exciting at the same time now. "You're gunna get cum all over my sofa." She asks.I have no intention of stopping even if I could. I'm finding the experience pretty intense to say the least as mom looks at her watch again."We're running out of time." She tells me as she stares at my hard dick. I notice that this time she said "We're" running out of time. My minds is running wild as she stands there watching me. She takes a quick. Jake ended up face down in a mud pit, having failed to traverse on a zip slider from a wooden platform to another, sixty meters away. The screams of laughter died as soon as they realised Jake was in a bad way. The wind and stuffing knocked completely out of him.Frank was assigned to help him back to base. They managed to commandeer a golf buggy to drive back to the hotel. Frank helped Jake undress and shoved him in the shower to get all the muck out of his various orifices.Once clean and able.