He spun Betty

"I don't need to play," Matt protested when the bottle was passed to him. "I already have a girlfriend."

"Everyone plays," Cai said. Matt did notice that Pam looked approving at his protests.

"Fine. But if I spin a guy, I'm not going to kiss him. Call me a loser if you want."

"Just spin it," Sang said. "If you get me, we can air-kiss."

He sighed. His odds of getting a girl were about ten to two and he wasn't really homophobic. He put the bottle in the middle of the table, closed his eyes, and gave it a spin."

"Me and my big mouth," Sang said.

"Did I...' Matt opened his eyes and saw the bottle wasn't pointing at Sang. It was pointing at Sang's girlfriend.

Like the other girls, Betty had stripped off her bikini top. Her skin was the color of milk chocolate and her eyes were the darker brown of pure cacao. When Matt had teasingly suggested she had the best body, he hadn't really been kidding. Not only was her ass great, as Sang had pointed out, but she showed it off with a thong that didn't cover anything... including her shaved pussy-lips that protruded on either side of the floss-like thong. Plus, she had bigger tits than any of the Asian-American girls.

"Come to mama." Betty held out her arms and a hoard of Asian-American girls, not including Pam, Matt noticed, propelled him to her.

The **** had been flowing freely and apparently Betty had managed to swallow her share. When she met Matt's lips, he wondered if she intended to swallow him also. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into her beautiful breasts, kissing him enthusiastically and with practiced skill.

"One thing about Asians," she whispered when he came up for air after about three minutes of kissing, "their dicks aren't very big. You want to party with Sang and me, I think that can be arranged. Sang doesn't mind sharing."

"Pam does."

"Well you can leave little Pammy at home."

"That's a generous offer," he whispered back. "But I don't think Pam would approve."

"That's why we don't tell her, sweetie."