As our tongues fight in Studs mouth I slide one hand inside his tight jeans giving him a hand job as I feel Miss Hells hand fall on top of mine I smirk…beat you to his dick this time bitch, our tongues fight our other hand around his body as our other hand gets a grip on the others hair. The crowd watching many enjoying the sex show as people comment on which woman they would prefer, who will win, what we should do to each other….shit they clearly expect some tribbing later, but as Miss Hell and I make eye contact we for now savour the moment with him knowing there is no rush neither aims to leave until she has destroyed and humiliated the other woman.
The barman reads from a sheet
Be prepared to go the distance ladies and DO NOT shrink from the consequences. Your only agreement with the bitch at the outset is that there will be no quarter asked for, or given. If she gives up before you are finished with her, make her beg for it, then scream for it, and keep on punishing her to your full satisfaction; the loser must know shame and humiliation. Remember although you each think the other at best has only 5% of chances, she may win.) He asks is this agreed?
I nod and I press my pussy through my skirt into Studs hips, the crowd cheers my response as does Studs cock in my hand explode ever bigger.
I sense Miss Hell has made a similar response from comments.
Right now I am tempted to kneel down and blow him in front of the crowd if only this bitch knew her place and stayed home Grrrrrr
It is all arousing my my nips poking hard through my thin top and I know I am wet, I just want to destroy this bitch and take my reward.
