Paper!

Suspended only a few feet above the impressive cock of Danny D, Lacey breathes in deep to try and calm herself, her perky tits rising and falling. She needs to win and keep winning or she'll end up bouncing reverse cowgirl on that porn star sized cock, her legs spread and her pussy stretched for whatever pervs watch this show. If she's honest with herself, her pussy is a little wet from her picturing that moment of penetration, but she can't let any wayward, tantalizing fantasies distract her from the $200k on the line.

She looks to Manli and tries to discern what the black-haired girl will throw next. They’re both in the same predicament: dangling naked above hard cocks after throwing rock in the first round. The most unorthodox move would probably be to throw rock again, Lacey thinks. She studies Manli’s dark brown eyes and stuck-up smile. To Lacey, it’s obvious the other girl will try to be devious by doing the unexpected.

Feeling cocky for the first time since she first sat in the swing, Lacey throws out paper, her delicate hand held out flat as she sports her own smug smile. She doesn’t even bother to look at Manli as she just assumes the girl threw rock again. With a shiver of disgust at the sight of his beer gut, she looks instead to the fat slob on the mat below Manli. Lacey almost feels sorry for the girl, knowing she’ll soon be the reason Manli breaks her fall with that girthy as fuck cock going up into her trimmed pussy.

When her swing drops instead, Lacey claps both hands over her mouth to keep from crying out. Wobbling some in the swing, she grabs the straps again as the swing sways. She stares up at Manli and pouts as she says, “No fair. I thought you’d go with rock again!”

A haughty-looking Manli holds out her hand as scissors still. “Don’t be daft. Rock again would’ve been the dumbest move. Would’ve put me in the position of getting my pussy slapped by some fat cock.” She looks down past Lacey. “Like you.”

The redhead opens her mouth to respond to Manli and instead makes little ‘ooh’ and ‘ah’ sounds. The overhead monitors focus on the dumbfounded look on Lacey’s freckled face, her sea-green eyes big and her lips parted. Between her splayed thighs, Danny D's broad cockhead rubs over her nether lips, not quite reaching high enough to push inside her. Danny D has to lift his hips some to make that lingering, lusty contact between his cock and her shaved pussy. Almost breathless, she says, "Fu-fuck!"

Danny D keeps rubbing at her pussy with his cock. Into his mic he says, "Oh, we'll be fucking soon enough, I think! Lose one more time, and this pussy is mine to fuck!" He sets his hips down on the mat, the tip of his cock glistening with girl-nectar. "Ready for round three, ladies? Rock... paper... scissors!"