I help her to her feet.
"That was pretty good, darling," she says, smiling, an impish twinkle in her eye. "Looks like I can't go easy on you!"
We begin circling each other on the ring again, but my eyes can't stop being mesmerized by her amazing body.
A little glob of something milky slips out of her panties, and rolls down her leg. My pulse quickens seeing it, but she's too into planning her next move to care. Or so it seems.
On an impulse, she pulls down and steps out of her thoroughly-soaked panties, then pulls her bra up over her head. She looks at me, cocks her head to one side, then throws her only clothing outside the ring. I follow suit.
"All right, "she murmurs. "It's time to get serious."
Enough bullshit, I need to be touching and not just looking! |