A lot of money might change hands, but nobody was going to get rich by betting either way.Iagolo and I met at about mid afternoon. That was not a part...icularly prestigious time. But it was respectable, so we had nothing to complain about. Other than fighting each other, we only had to be concerned about clearing out in time for the next match, and that was not a big deal. If we were pleasing the crowd, we could go on as long as we wanted to. Only if we were duds would we be whipped out of the. Again her oh’s and ah’s started off and she started to buckle…..i saw this was the right time to start to prepare her for the fuck…so i wetted my middle finger with her juices and thrusted it into her pussy which was tight as anything…she just gave a slight ah!!!!!And told me to remove it i started to take it out till the tip was in and in one stroke put the full finger in!!!AAAAHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH that was the sound she gave when i moved it in and out…..in and out……her moans were. Evan went on fucking me to two more climaxes, the third one exploding while I was still coming down from the second; and then he came again, pumping jet after jet of thick cum into me while he stirred it with his cock, working his hot seed into every corner of my molten pussy.~~~ That was the night that sparked my interest in Evan’s club. Prior to that, I was prepared to believe that our wonderful lovemaking was a fortuitous product of my creative role-playing and an evening of lascivious. She was smiling quietly to herself as she refilled their glasses from the green bottle of Pastis. She'd been drinking it for a number of years, and knew the effect it had on the masculine libido after only three or four ounces. It increased her own sexual fervor, too, though she could control herself if she felt like it; not that she was going to feel like it, of course. Yes, Ron Fleming was hers now, no mistake. She felt initial droplets of lustheated fluid begin to flow from the softly.