" "You have eight kids!" I exclaimed. "I got one. The others got taken care of." "Abortions?" "Yeah. The other bitch was this little freshman ...unt who thought abortion was a sin or some shit like that." "Did you get Mrs. Martin pregnant on purpose? I heard that you did." "Long, weird story. First off her little pussy professor husband walked in on us one afternoon when I was fucking her, like just as I was ready to unload in her, and says something stupid like 'what's going on. She was up by more than ten thousand."Come on, sis," Mindy chided her companionably every time she plunked down another hundred-dollar chip, or, when she was feeling particularly daring, two or three of them. "Get some balls on you. Throw down one of them yellows."Pauline, however, could not quite bring herself to plop down a thousand dollar chip on a turn of the cards. Not yet anyway.Jake was the loser of the group. Though he fancied himself well versed in basic blackjack strategy nothing. That aroused me more. I kneaded her tits gently. They were super soft, contrasting the nipples, which were now hard, and pointed. She clawed my knee, and was deep breathing. I now inserted my other hand from under her shirt, and caressed her little paunch, and her belly button. Both of us were now wreathing and extremely aroused. My cock was killing me with pain, but I couldn’t risk freeing it, as we could get caught.Then I removed both my hands and let her calm a bit, as the sounds we were. ”“Well just think about it, when you were first married would you have done this?”“No,” I laughed, “Although I might have been tempted if you’d been around.”“Yeah, I wish I had been around,” he said with a smile, “I might have married you.”“Mm, nice thought,” and we went into the warmth of his house.We took our coats off and then turned to each other,“What were you saying about numbers?” I said and snaked my tongue between his teeth.Lifting the back of my dress, he caressed my naked bum cheeks.