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Tomas didn’t convey any mischievous tones. Tim on the other hand. She dreaded what Tim would ask if he won. Tim had always yearned for her. And if he won, he’d ask for her in every way he’d imagined over the years. Finally she looked back to Mark. “We’d never be able to live with ourselves if you folded this hand it proved to be the winner.” Amy relented. “Are you in for this?” Mark asked for confirmation. Amy nodded. A moment more passes and Ron calls everyone back to the table. “Since this is a very curious and interesting moment it needs to be documented to ensure there are no issues with remembering what was, is, at stake.” Ron looks to the dealer. The dealer raises a video camera, films the pot and then points it at Ron. Ron continues, “I have raised the pot to a sum equal to the value of the items on the table and was raised by Tomas,” Ron looks at Marcy acknowledging it was her idea, “in the amount, well, hmm, in the amount of Marcy for one hour.” Ron paused. “Not knowing or intending to put a monetary value on Marcy or the other women it is only fair and appropriate that they represent Big Tits equal value and thus cover the raise and the value of the pot.” Ron takes a quick sip of his drink. “The bet is one hour, until the end of the night for Amy, of obeying the the wishes of the winner, as long as no physical harm is caused or criminal activity requested.” Ron looks to Tim. “The action is to you Tim.” The dealer turns the camera on Tim. Tim swallows. “I call the bet and put Lisa up.” The dealer films a shot of Lisa standing behind Tim, then shifts to Mark. “I call with Amy.” Mark answers evenly into the camera. The dealer films Amy. The camera pans up and down her thin, sexy figure. “I call also. With Wendy.” Ron says finishing the betting. Everyone anxiously waits for the dealer to lay down the River card, the final card. The men look their women, the women look at the other women. The dealer slide the card from the deck and across the table to its spot. Hearts are racing. He flips the card: 7s. Tim closes his eyes in disappointment at all the lost possibilities. Tomas smirks knowingly, we looks to Marcy but no regrettably. Mark perks up excitedly. His muscled tighten. His heart pounding. Ron, looks to his wife like he’s the cat that just ate the canary. His wife returns a shocked look. “Time to show your cards,” the dealer announces. Every flips their cards at the same time. Mark looks back to Amy. His eyes are wide Lesbian with enthusiasm. He hadn’t thoroughly inspect the others cards he assumed quickly they didn’t have winning indian hands. Old sweat. His hand slid from my waist to my pussy. “Ji-Yun,” I whined, gripping my girlfriend's hand. Drinking deep of the older redhead’s twat. She sucked hard, her mouth working me fast. Jill, Donna, Amy, Dakota and the porn twins all begin to drop the security shutters protecting everyone inside. He raised his gaze to his sister, then down to his cock, and though he tried as hard as he could to resist it, he started stroking his throbbing member. As she moves I note that it is split at the sides way up past the indian tops of her brilliant long Lesbian legs and wonderful thighs to the level of her elbows, teasing me with lots of bare flesh. You'll suck Daddy's cock and eat my pussy. Fatima took a deep breath, lowered her eyes out of modesty, and proceeded to the living room. have u been getting busy? The girl was watching my face. "Mmm, delicious" he said grinning and Presley giggled. She kept her hand on top of her son's and started moving it around for a few seconds before moving her hand away. I had been wondering if he was really going to be naked Big Tits or not, and I was not disappointed. I took a sip of my whiskey, the burning liquor almost soothing as it poured down my throat to my stomach. Mark! “I’ve never been a fan of facials myself,” he said as his prick started to soften. “Fuck Jordie, that feels so good.” Hearing him call me Jordie almost made me melt. I pondered her snatch, stirring up her pleasure. I was almost totally calm and then I felt a slap across my firm breasts. I asked for the steak to be medium rare and the two sides to be a baked potato and a serving of green beans. His thumbs slid into my butt-crack. He watches as she wraps her lips around his cock and begins to suck. So I started thinking about how to approach her without being to obvious. Ian sent a message to let Grant know his appointment had arrived. I think to myself, "Well that's just not professional at all." She undoes both of them, finally setting me free. I want to see you GUSHING in your girlfriend's face.