If she doesn't manage to get any garment off of her opponent, the woman who defeated her I think we should call it humiliated her writes her name, in ...one inch letters, on her victim's breasts, anywhere above the nipple. Next week, just before the wrestling begins, all the labeling gets written over, so it'll be readable that much longer." Rox, as the loser, if you had managed to remove any of Linda's suit, you would have been required to walk around the pit, get her suit, and walk the rest of. I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but I went along with it.So I drifted for a while and could feel her warm hands covering my legs with foam and thought, Mmm this feels good, as she started to draw the razor up and down my legs with the skill of a surgeon.Momentarily it went quiet, but then the warmth of her hands returned and she was rubbing a light skin cream on my legs in a soft circular motion and the further up my legs she went the more aroused I became.“Now Sally” she said “although I. He was busy rubbing his cock thru his pants due the good sound from my well. After pissing I stood up and wore back my panties & jeans. He then lifted me in his arms and kept me on the rock. Then he kissed me like anything and spread away my lipstick till my cheeks and unclipped my hairs.He then rolled over my t-shirt till my shoulders and began to cup my breasts and pinch my light brown virgin nipples over the bra. He then asked me to stand up and stripped the t-shirt and jeans and my cut. ", Aunt Barbara muttered."...oh God it's a monster...", my mom groaned.There was just enough of mom's enormous pantyhose left to bind Aunt Barbara's wrists to my headboard. The 2 semi-naked women lay next to each other. It was then I got another indication of just how interesting the pills were. Mom and Aunt Barbara recognized each other."...b-b-Barbara? W-whu-where are we"?"...Dot? I-umn-I don't know. What's going u-un-on"?The women lay tilted on my bed, each resting on a hip. One of.