Then she quickly pulled off; shecoughed and gagged, a sloppy coating covering his dick.“Now you both get to have me,” she said, looking up at the ...two handsomehockey players, her hands stroking their rigid tools as she blinked moretears out of her eyes.“And me too,” Larry added, pushing his way between the other two. Theheavyset blond grabbed her head and forced her back onto his wide shaft,pumping into her mouth wildly. Lucia did her best to continue to strokeTrey and Stan as Larry ravaged her. We played again and Jeanette lost. She lost the next four hands and was in her slip. I said the winner gets to remove the losers clothing for the last rounds. She said ok and dealt the cards. I purposely lost so she would have to take off my pants. My dick was so hard. Jeanette unsnapped the button and pulled down my zipper. I felt like I wanted to piss on myself. I dealt and lost again so she had to take off my tee shirt. Now I was just in my underwear. Jeannette had on her bra and panties. Her figure was toned and had an hourglass shape to it. The grass hula skirt she wore went down just above her knees, so when she moved her thighs would emerge out showing how well toned they were. She wore a black thong that hid her nether region. But it could be seen appearing atop her ass cheeks when her skirt moved and exposed them.Her skin was a natural golden brown. When she approached me her smile defined her facial features of high cheeks, a small pear shaped nose and full lips. She. I remind her how much she used to enjoy sex and that now we make love about once every two or three weeks. Lisa always puts the blame back on me saying "If you would come to bed at a decent hour instead of watching ball games or movies every night till after 11:00. It is not my fault if I get bored and fall asleep." It's always the same argument, the words are different but the content is the same.Lisa and I have been married for twelve years. We met in our last year of high school and dated.