Marlena

"...Marlena. Truth or dare?"
"You're crazy, girl...but so am I, a little. Dare."
"I dare you to...pick a guy to take off those booty shorts of your's."
"Nice! If that is what you want, then I know just the guy to do it..."

She gets up and walks in front of Wally and turns around. She shake her ass in face, clearly getting his attention.

"Take 'em off," she says, "You'll like my ass even better that way."

The guy smiles and reaches forward, slowly finding the top of the shorts and undoing the button. He pulls the zipper down and glances at Ashley. She nods in approval.

He pulls down her shorts, showing off her tight, round ass in a white thong. It is a amazing, the girl's absence from her normal seat granting you a good view of it.

She steps out of the garment, kicks it up and catches it behind her back. She must have practiced that, you think, as she returns to her spot. A word stops her though...

"Hold on," Greg says, "It is my turn and I think you may just want to stay there for this. I pick...John. Truth or dare."
"Dare. Just let me open my eyes already!"
"I dare you to...sit there nice and still while Marlena shakes her ass in front of you. And no, you can't open your eyes."
"Why not?!?"
"Because you've been a bit of a perv. No offense, dude, but you get more girls if you're nice. Let the girls get back at you now and maybe you can make things better by the end of the night."
"...fine," he replies, sounding a bit sad, "Go ahead."

Marlena smiles and goes over in front of him. She turns around and starts to shake that lovely ass. Salja and Ashley get a great view of this as they flank him, the former covering his eyes to make sure that he doesn't cheat. The latter pats his hand softly.

After a few, glorious minutes of twerking, the black girl is done and returns to her spot. She seems quite happy.

"Damn good work there. My turn," Alaina says, "I pick..."