Only a month before, they'd had a blazing, alcohol fuelled row in a pub, with Scarlet accusing her of being a stuck-up bitch. They'd only recently called an uneasy truce, for the sake of the others mainly. The group chatted with oral Richard briefly in small the hotel foyer, who informed them that it was sold out, and that there should be well over 500 people watching the event. Everyone knew Richard was a lecherous creep, and that he fancied Sarah, and she couldn't wait to get away from him, so as Mike continued to chat with his friend, Sarah teen and the others proceeded into the hall. The 45-year-old events organiser had previously mentioned to Mike that they always ask for a volunteer from the audience to participate in a pairs bout, and Mike had immediately nominated Sarah. "Now are you still sure? The volunteer is always, er, humiliated. One way or another." Richard warned. "I know. That's ok," Mike replied. "Will she get stripped?" he asked with a grin. "Oh, right. Er... well. I'll see what I can do," Richard winked. "But I know nothing about that, ok?" "Understood." Mike smiled, and with that Richard walked off to make the arrangements. The wrestling ring was in the centre of the huge hall, with a narrow walkway around it, then five rows of seating, with standing space behind that on a slightly upward sloping inclined floor to afford a better view to those further back. The seats had been occupied early by those keenest to get the best view. These was on the whole men, and predominantly older petite men (a few well into their seventies). As the place was tits already fairly full, the group of friends had to remain standing, and even then had people standing in front of them. "We should have got here earlier to get seats," Scarlet commented. "At least we're closer to the bar here," Mike commented, as he and the other men arrived with drinks in plastic glasses from the bar. Mike and Sarah met several people they knew at the event, including Sarah's brother-in-law Josh, husband of her 30-year-old sister Elle. He was there with two male friends. In fact, the three women commented that there were very few other female spectators. "Guess it's mainly men that want to see young ladies wrestling in skimpy outfits, weird that." Normally her once-a-month weekend duty “babysitting” PLATO angered Loretta, but not this weekend. It made me feel naughty. "yeah, you're right, these tits are amazing! “When we have entered Netter’s Harbour,” I promised her as I pulled my clothes in order to cover my sudden maleness. The crown pressed against the bed of her oral tongue. See small how they shine all lubed up? He couldn't resist smelling her hair as he teen held her, possibly a little too long. The sound of our bodies smacking petite against each other fill the room. She was now naked from the waist up and her nipples were getting hard. “So, where’s your father?” Dr. Leslie had a torch to give them all a better view inside me. All I could think at that moment was someone please fuck me again. I thought that I had possibly torn something, that she was in enormous pain, but still she continued to thrash about, slamming her ass down onto my cock with tits reckless abandon. I am so ashamed of you right now! Not only that, she loved knowing she was giving everyone a case of BIG boners! I said “Okay” and started to undo my pants. “Do you need help preparing dinner? “Mind? I gasped, my pussy body blazing into orgasmic rapture. I responded with a winkie face emoji and before long I heard a knock at the door.