Chloe

The bottle comes to rest pointing at Chloe, and Matt gives you a subtle nod.

"Chloe, I think you're a bit overdressed at this point. John, strip Chloe down to her bra and panties and then french kiss her for the length of the hourglass." Matt definitely just did you a solid.

"Come and get it, John," you hear Chloe say, and Jen squeezes your knee as you go to stand up. You reach out and grab the hem of Chloe's shirt and start pulling it up over her head. You enjoy the view of her flat stomach, her innie belly button, and the smooth skin over her ribcage. You pull the shirt the rest of the way off, revealing her black bra. You can't believe you're finally seeing Chloe's breasts, even with a bra hiding them, and you take a moment to enjoy the delicious sight.

Next, you slide your hands down from her shoulders, lightly touching her breasts and stomach as you reach for the button of her pants. You slide her pants down, exposing Chloe's phenomenal legs and revealing she is wearing a thong. It's hard to tell with the dark color, but it looks like there's a wet spot on them.

You don't have much time to admire the view, though, because Chloe leans in and captures your lips with hers. You slip your tongue into her mouth, and she accepts it with her tongue. You place one hand on the side of her face and deepen the kiss as your other hand finds Chloe's hip and starts rubbing along the edge of her thong. You move both hands to her ass and she moans into your mouth as you squeeze and knead her ass-cheeks.

Just as you're thinking about moving your hands to explore the front of her thong, you hear Matt call out, "Time!" Regretfully, you separate from Chloe, a strand of saliva connecting your lips for a moment. You sit down, your erection pressing painfully against your pants, begging for release.

Chloe, still in a bit of a daze, reaches in and spins the bottle.