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Dorothy seemed the most scared, so I said, “You can keep your’s for now.” The rest of the girls huffed and kicked their panties over to the Patriot’s side. “What happens if they score again?” June said in a worried tone of voice. Charlotte must have heard her because she said, “Then we get your skirts!” Dorothy started whimpering and I snapped at her, “Put on your big girl panties!” Charlotte yelled over, “While you still have them.” I thought we might score with about four minutes left, but that, like everything else the Rams had tried, fizzled out. We had the ball at two minutes, so there was still some hope, but nothing happened. New England took over with a minute sixteen left and punched in a forty-one field goal. “Two pairs of panties,” Charlotte yelled. Then she said, “Oh, that’s right, there’s only one pair of panties left on Orgy (Group) your side. That means we get your skirt, Charlene.” Dorothy was practically crying now, but she shucked off her panties and threw them over to the other side. Everyone was staring at me as I opened the zipper on my skirt and let it fall to the ground. The Rams tried to score, but their forty-eight yard field goal failed with only eight seconds on the clock. The final score was Patriots 13, Rams 3. “We won,” Charlotte said loudly. “Time to pay off all your bets.” “Wait a minute,” Ms Delia said as she started walking down the riser from her chair. “You gave Charlene twelve points and if my math is right, thirteen minus three is ten.” Our side started cheering loudly. “And you,” Delia continued, looking at me, “promised that the Rams would get at least two touchdowns.” “You both lose,” Ms Pearson said from her chair. She paused and said, “I guess we will have to determine the winner by who was closest in the pool.” She started walking down the riser and called out, “Darlene!” One of the ranchhands Big Tits hurried in with a large bucket. Miss Delia took the glass tube from where it had been on the fireplace and smacked it against the side of the bucket. We could hear the glass shattering as it broke open. The ranchhand then reached in to the amateur bucket and scooped out all of the slips. “There’s no way any of us can win,” June said. “One of them has to be closest to the final mature score.” “You never know,” Ms Pearson said. “One of your girls might have played both sides of the street.” None did. Ms. Delia carefully set aside all of the slips which called for the Rams to win. Surprisingly there were twelve of them. “And mature you Prestira?” They knew what was coming. I exclaimed. “OK, now find that spot where you can work that finger in. You’ll know it when you find it.” I gasped in surprise and jerked my head Big Tits up. Eventually we made it back to the car park, but I had to ride bottomless right to the car. “We’re going to a party at Jessica’s house tonight” Ashley said while looking at her father through the rearview mirror. His hands were now touching my ass. I was positive that she would hate me. I kept my distance from her for nearly amateur a week. Jake blinked at this. She was sure she had it in the bag until a Hispanic chick named "Ramon" came on with a titty Orgy (Group) shakin' technique that sent the guys wild. She was gone another few minutes before she came back and said she could not find it. Her little panties were soaked with her juices. I’ll blend it in so they are merged together. I saw clothes everywhere in the room and tried to collect those all and dashed back to our room. With that he turned and walked off. The man then opened the door beside him, showing no fear in forsaking the small security of the truck.