Jeni is all into this fight thing for some guy named Sean. I mean, whatever floats her boat, you know? So she starts warming up, stretching and stuff. I’m watching her, trying to look casual but holy shit, she’s got me twitching in my pants. Her body is insane, all toned and curved in the right places. I can’t help but imagine what it would be like to run my hands over those thighs, or trace that tatto- never mind. Anyway, she’s doing these squats and lunges, and her shirt’s riding up, showing off this sliver of skin. Fuck, I’m getting hard just thinking about it. She catches me staring once, and she smirks. Little minx knows exactly what she’s doing to me. Then, get this, she starts stripping! Right there in the ring. She peels off her shirt, tossing it aside. Then her sports bra goes flying too. Her tits are amazing, man. I’m practically drooling at this point. She winks at me as she shimmies out of her shorts and panties. Fuck, she’s naked now, and all I can think about is getting a taste of that sweet pussy. She starts fighting then, but who cares about that? All I see is her body moving, sweat glistening on her skin. She’s fucking gorgeous, and I’m over here with a raging boner, wishing I was the one making her sweat like that. Then she does this move, jumps up, wraps her legs around Sean’s waist. Her pussy’s right there, all close to his dick. I can’t even deal. I’ve got my hand in my pants now, rubbing myself while I watch them. It’s so fucking hot, it’s like a dream come true. I mean, if this is what watching her warm up does to me, I can only imagine what actually fucking her would be like. Goddamn, I’d give anything to slide my dick into that tight little pussy of hers. Hell, I’d settle for just getting a blowjob from her right now. Fuck, I’m hard as a rock just thinking about it. This is the worst case of blue balls ever. I need to find some way to talk to her after this fight. Maybe she’ll let me buy her a drink or something. A guy can dream, right?
