It’s close…

The game went back and fourth for the majority of the match. Zoe would sink a cup and then Mark would sink the next. Back and fourth until each player had just one cup left.

With the ball in his hand, Mark was feeling confident that he could end the game right here and there. He let out a sly smile as he prepared to shoot the ball.

“Wait…. How about we make this a little more interesting?” Zoe stopped him before shooting.

Pulling back his arm, Mark let Zoe continue before finishing the game.

“You think you’re going to hit that last cup?” she asked him, smirking slightly.

Mark was trying to work out where she was going with this, she seemed so overly confident that he was going to miss. He didn’t share that same opinion and had no problem with being vocal about that.

“Oh I’ll hit it,” he said smugly, “I’ve played enough beer pong over the last couple of years to know I won’t miss.”

The brunette senior tilted her head with that same closed mouth grin on her face. She wasn’t buying it so she made her pitch, “If you’re so confident, let’s make a deal… If you beat me, I’ll go down on you…”

Mark almost dropped the yellow ping pong ball from his hands as he heard her say that.

“But… if you don’t win, you have to go down on me,” she finished.

There wasn’t any way that he was saying no to this deal. He looked at it as a win-win, either he’d end up being sucked off or end the night, eating pussy. Mark nodded back at her, accepting the challenge.

He was still keen on winning, Mark didn’t want to end the night without getting off. Not to mention, he would be happy to knock her ego down a peg or two.

Mark clutched the ball in his hand, ready to attempt the shot.