So Tom asked, “okay what do we have to do to get the opportunity to spank her butt?” I replied “hmm maybe the next time you lose a big hand t... me, that will be your consolation prize for losing to me J ” So J.D. says, “what if I lose too” I answer back, “Well, if it is a big enough loss then maybe you can spank her ass too.” Then Andres chirps in “count me in I am losing all my money to you” and everyone cracks up. So Andres couldn’t wait to deal the next hand and everyone goes all in,. "My son is a very lucky boy," he said, once he'd recovered himself. "You can regard this episode as a father's blessing. That sounds moral enough, doesn't it?" You're a devil, Jack," I said, "but I'm glad we got to know each other so well." We shared a cigarette in the back seat, our arms about each other, listening to the sounds of the night. We talked about different things, nothing too closely related to the wedding, though, and by the time he drove me back to my car, we really had become. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map of her dig site, reviewing what she knew so far, her long brown hair tied back in a messy bun, to keep it out of her face.Her research had lead. Alberts on the mouth. My breasts brushed her tits, and my nipples throbbed as they caressed down her soft slopes. My tongue played with hers. She whimpered and trembled. Her mouth tasted tart.She’d been sucking her fingers clean of her pussy juices.I broke the kiss and stepped back. “Want to suck the dildo clean. Taste your daughter’s cunt?”“Yes,” Mrs. Alberts moaned. Ever since I seduced the married MILF, she’d wanted her daughter. It was so hot.She slipped off the sink and fell to her knees..