“Why are strip poker scenes always so poorly done?”asked Andrea. Ahh, the opening gambit…“Pure realism,” I replied with ... smirk. “In reallife, without fail, four losing hands into the game,females declare the game over.”“Ooohh, let’s get ’em, Kar. Dems fightin’ woids,”Andrea laughed.“Yeah, get a deck and prepare to be veryembarrassed,” Karen dared. Her grin was part playfuland part panthress.Continuing the gag,. My cock was hard on.Struggling to tear apart my underwear.My hand straight away went to my dick.I freed my dick out of my underwear who was fighting to come out of it since long.It pointed straight toward her.I caressed her body,licked over her milky navel,kissed it…gave a slight kiss on her boobs and then a gentle lick on the pussy. and kept my 6 inch dick on her pussy entrance. I didnt have the courage to insert it…so i just rubbed my penis on her vagina,until i came.I took my sperm on my. I played along and I started rubbing my cock. She looked at it and licked her lips. Then she opened up the curtains more and walked back to the bed. She kneeled on it with her ass towards me, then she started rubbing her vagina. Slowly at first but soon she went faster. From time to time she looked back and caught my eye. I was stroking my hard cock and I enjoyed the view. Then she opened up the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a dildo. She was sitting on the edge of the bed leaning back. ’ The rasp of his voice grated on his own ears. He sped the motion of his fingers on her clitoris, and ground against her from behind. ‘Tell me the truth for once, Lisette.’ ‘Look at his face,’ she gasped, writhing on the end of Bearach’s cock. ‘He’s going to shoot.’ The stranger’s body stiffened. Hips rose from the hawser. The curving shaft pointed at the sky. Teeth bared in a grimace of pleasure and the purple head spurted a ropy strand of semen into the air. Bearach retreated, pulling his.