’She told me that her poker playing had cost her two boyfriends in the last three years. The first didn’t play poker and couldn’t understand her... fascination with the game; he only lasted eight months. The second boyfriend made it for a year and a half; he was a poker player also, but his ego finally caused the split—she was a better player than him.Traci’s name was called and she sat down to play. I sat behind her. At the end of three hours of play, Traci was winning about one hundred dollars.. I'm laid on my back turning the stop cock back on when Anne stands over me putting the cups in the sink, I could see straight up her skirt, now you remember when she bent over I could see her knicker line well the view I was getting now up her skirt she didn't have any knickers on wow I'm thinking thats hairy just like Claire, she lifts her leg up and her crack opens, fucking hell looks like you too wants same as your sister, she moves and I get up, Did you see anything you liked when you was. As she lifted the bottles she tried to take the cartons of orange juice from me but it was not to be, as I handed her the first carton she tried to tuck it into her breast. My hand felt the firmness of her breast and her silky soft skin as she fumbled to hold the carton against her. “Never mind I will hold them until you put the bottles away,” I said. “No bring them on through to the kitchen,” she said as she turned and walked back through a long passage way to her kitchen. I followed her and. I finally tell him I'm going to cum and he cups his and collects my cum. he takes his pants off and Oh, My God... He's just as big as his "arm" celly. He starts stroking his cock with my cum. He tells his celly to move out of the way; gets behind me and tells me to lean forward on the desk. After all the cock I've had I just lean forward. I look at the mirror I looked in before and saw my asshole. It was wet with spit and I saw his tip right before it went in. He took his time and used.