Accidently running my hand across a man's chest before realizing what I had done, I stopped in my tracks.Yanking my hand back, I quickly mumbled an, "...xcuse me." First time here. You might try this one, it's really hot," he said as he opened a door to a small room.As some light finally appeared from inside the booth, I saw it was the older black man from out front. He looked around 30 or 35 years old and was smiling at me. Embarrassed, I quickly entered this small cubicle and shut the door. Two more matches Sunday night and two more of us would be eliminated, leaving four of us for the last three days of the tournament next weekend. I planned to be one of those four. I made my way into the locker room to change. I pulled out my wrestling bikini and shut my locker door, then froze. Tyger was standing there. I hadn’t noticed her approach and it nearly unnerved me, but I wasn’t going to let her know that. I looked at her with as much disdain as I could muster and muttered, ‘What the. ? Wiggling her arse back and forth and listeningfor the girl?s moans spilling forth from behind the ball gag and the firmcushion of her arse.? Lifting up shereaches back to unbuckle the ball gag and hears the blonde gasp for air beforeshe sinks back onto the girl?s face and trapping her nose and mouth in thevalley between her buttocks.. The Mistressstands there, bent over with her arse mashed to the blonde subs face, archingher back and letting her head roll back as she feels the other girl?s. Jenna did come up to me and asked me to feel her forehead. I chuckled, but she was serious saying that she didn't feel well. I got one of those forehead temperature things and it was normal at 98.6 — she excused herself and went to the restroom.I heard the sounds of vomiting, and I went in to hold her head as she finished, spit in the toilet and rinsed her mouth out with some mouthwash."How long has that been happening, Jen?" I asked."Just today, I woke up and barely got to the toilet in time..