What if she wasn't a good fuck? What if he started feeling guilty? But now those fears were completely gone. Kelly's ripe body was everything he'd... hoped, and he had enough memories of her jokes to banish any guilt. This was just going to be one hell of a fuck. Again he drove his dick into her, and again she tried to hold still. But as Bud continued to pound away at her cunt, Kelly began to return the motion, lifting her hips at his thrusts. Bud realized that a whore like his sister. Returns were the number of players plus one per chip staked. With just me and the banker, I quickly won six out of the eight games staking two chips per game giving me a profit of twenty chips and we had barely started. The cold chair and draughts weren't doing my ego much good so I moved away from the blackjack table which was near the doorway and walked over to the horse racing in the corner.I staked two chips apiece on the next five races on horses I selected simply because I liked the name. It was a bit annoying that Mr. Barnes seemed to be ignoring me and what I was doing. He was totally immersed in his conversation. But at least his cock was finally becoming aware of what I was doing.The guy finally hung up the phone and apologized to Tommy.I was tempted to point out to him that it wasn't Tommy that was sucking his damn cock. But I was smart enough to keep my thoughts to myself.He laced his hands behind his head watched me work on his cock, still without saying a word to me.His. .. this?" I like all of it, but oh, yes, that's ... That's very ... Now?" Now? Oh. You horny thing. Yes. Now."I wasn't able to speak any more then. I pressed myself back against his fingers, welcoming a little more pressure, a little more invasion. I got it. He pressed the tip of one finger more precisely, spread the pucker just a little, and I screamed as I orgasmed, my thighs clenching hard around his, my ass doing its best to crush his invading finger.As soon as I regained some control over.