You try to hide how turned on you are

"Why don't you clean yourself up?" you say, hoping the annoyed tone of your voice conceals that you want to see him do it.

Lenny pushes you down his thigh so that you can see the wet spot spreading on the front of his coveralls. Even the movement of your damp mound sliding along his leg forces you to fight a surge of pleasure. You instinctively clamp your thighs around his thick leg and bend your lips in to silence yourself. Luckily, Lenny doesn't notice. He's too busy fumbling with his belt and buttons on his coveralls.

You peak out of the corner of your eye as he opens the flap, exposing the fat curl of his semi-hard cock and its nest of dark pubic hair. You can smell it from here. His cock, his pubes and the inside of his pants are a mess of semen. The white gunk is fouling up his pubes and a glob slips from the head of his cock. Strands of it connects his prick to the inside of his pants.

"Ohhhhh grossss," you moan.

"Heh," Lenny chuckles. "I did make a big mess. Hey, you're messy too though, I can feel it through your shorts."

"Not like that!" you protest.

"Prove it," he says. "I bet you're at least as sloppy."

"Bet me what?" you challenge, raising your chin in mock seriousness.

"I bet you, uh, a clean up," he says. "If I'm messier then I'll clean you up and if you're messier you have to clean me up."

"Yeah, sure," you say. "Not! You win either way, you little pervert."

"Okay, fine, keep that bet going and on top of it if you win and I'm messier I will carry you for the next hour."

"On your shoulders?"

He nods. You grin, still trying not to look at his messy lap. You stand, staring confidently into his eyes as you reach to the buttons of your little khaki shorts. You unbutton, unzip and wiggle from side to side as you slide them down over your hips. A smile spreads across Lenny's face as you expose your cotton panties. You steps out of the shorts and slide your thumbs into the waist of your panties.

"Ready to lose?" you taunt.

He licks his lips, staring like a real perv at your crotch. "You bet."

You peel your wet panties down and feel the relatively cooler air of the jungle breeze over your bare, almost hairless little pussy. You glance one last time at Lenny's filthy cock and pubes. Leaning your shoulders back and peering down your toned body you look at your mound and your panties halfway down your thighs. It's clear who has won.