She got up and pulled me up into her arms. “Kiss me, and spit my cum into my mouth,” she purred. This was an incredible sensation and definitely t...he sexiest kiss I’d ever had, as her own “pussy juice” leaked out of both our lips. I spat some onto her tits and eagerly lapped it off. She held my head, then pushed me back down to her still erect cock, which I sucked again until she was fully hard and beginning to glisten again. “Stop,” she ordered. “You pleased Miss Clitty very well, for a. “And speaking of things that have been seen before. It’s your turn Alan.” With that both women stood up and proceeded to remove my shoes and clothes, without any complaint from me. They both finished up squatting in front of me, their heads at groin level. My semi-erect cock was, again, the centre of their attention. I looked down and said, “This looks like a familiar scene.” Thinking back to a few hours ago. Both women looked up at me with a grin. Debby reached out and grasped the base. "Sure, why not," she sighed and accompanied me into the bar. I sat her in a corner booth and ordered drinks. Then, I introduced myself (Jonatan Roberts, wolf @ large, heh-heh) and she told me her name was Isabella."Gambling sucks," she said, bitterly, as she took a heavy swig of her gin and tonic."You've had a bad night, then," I probed gently, to see if she would open up.She said nothing at first, but, after a second drink, it all came out. She had been gambling for weeks, and, after a few. I just couldn’t get past those puffy nipples. She pulled the fabric away from her chest and let it pop back after scoring the winning goal. Turning to face me, she threw both fists up in a victory celebration. My eyes were drawn to the soaked fabric clinging to her b-cups. “Great game,” I said, “You killed it out there.”She came over for a high five and I threw it up for her and patted her shoulder. She smiled and with a wink, she said, “You gave me that last game. I could tell you eased way.