Liz

Liz felt a warm glow of arousal when she saw that she had lost the hand. Having to strip in front of all these guys -- and Jenny -- was proving to be very stimulating. Slowly, seductively, she stood up from her chair, feeling everyone's eyes on her.

"Jenny," she purred, "could you help me with my skirt?" Eight men swallowed loudly as the petite blonde moved to her friend and began unzipping her. Slim, feminine fingers slid the satin skirt down, Jenny's hands caressing Liz's fine ass as the statuesque brunette stepped out of her clothing and stood there in bra and lavender hipster panties.

The girls smiled at each other and turned back to the boys.