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The match that wasn't
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The match that wasn't Jennifer walked into the room. Though Mike was already sitting there on the bed waiting for her, she didn't say a word. She walked past him to the table, and laid out the contents of her bag: some oil, a bottle of lotion, a scarf, some handcuffs, a sports bra, a muscle shirt, and some short workout shorts. Whether she planned on using any of it was anyone's guess, but she liked the effect it had on Mike as he curiously watched her actions. Jennifer walked out of the room with the change of clothing, changed, and came back and sat down at the table. Still not saying a word, she put her elbow on the table and her arm in the air, assuming an arm wrestling position. Mike came over and sat down opposite of Jennifer. They began to arm wrestle using their right arms. They had already established the rules of the game. Best out of five, loser removes an article of clothing with each loss. As she suspected, Jennifer was able to put up a fight, but she lost the first round. Sweat covered her arms and glistened her cleavage, and her cheeks turned slightly crimson as she stood and removed her muscle shirt. As you would suspect, Jennifer lost the second round, too, and off came her shorts. She was wearing nothing else but her sports bra. Of course, she was going to lose the third round, but Mike wanted the win, and he wanted her naked fair and square. Though she fought valiantly to the end, Jennifer's hand came down on the table, and with that, off came her bra. Still without speaking a word, she walked to the bed where he had previously been sitting and sat up on her heels, ready to wrestle. Mike took in the sight of Jen's tan, glistening, naked body. He pulled off his shirt and jeans, keeping on his shorts, and attempted to push Jennifer back onto the bed. Somehow, he assumed she would be an easy target/mark just because she lost all three arm wrestling rounds. He was mistaken. Little did he understand she would use her naked body to her advantage. Instead of falling over backwards, she pounced on him, her naked breasts in his face, taking him off guard instantly. The lotion she was wearing for the day along with her sweat helped her to glide over him and take control. Pinning his arms over his head, she sat down on his chest. Mike didn't seem to know what happened or quite what he should do as Jennifer inched her way up and dangled her ample breasts in his face. Using her position over him to hold him down, she began to use her breasts to smother him, gently, but smothering just the same. She teased his lips with her nipples, and then she used her arms to push her breasts together, squeezing them over his entire face. Mike was too busy enjoying the effects of this at first that he didn't quite realize he'd been had. When he did, he tried to spring to action, but Jen wasn't going to make it easy for him. He tried to twist away from her control, but she was using her body weight to hold him down, and her hands still somehow held his over his head. Finally, he was able to use his legs, wrapping them around her waist to pull her off him. They were now both on their side, facing each other. Mike was taller, which gave him a physical advantage, but he didn't have much wrestling prowess, and Jen had done this before. Further, she wasn't above cheating, which she did immediately. Mike was feeling pretty proud of his ability to release himself from her grasp. He started feeling even better when he felt the thrill of Jen's hand pulling away his waistband and then wrapping itself around his engorged cock. He would have argued this point, but why bother? It felt too damn good for one thing, and for another, there was a beautiful naked woman touching him. Some small efforts were made to keep up the wrestling theme of the evening, but they both knew it was intended as a means of foreplay and nothing more. Before long, Jen had resumed her position on top of him, only this time, she slid her hot wet pussy down over his thick hard cock. If Mike had any blood flow left in his brain, he would have likely called this a tie he could appreciate. But Jen saw it another way. She was calling this one a win. |
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That's hot Jen! Always enjoy your blogs. Thanks for sharing! Ready to chat and catch up with you 
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