"Hi, I'm Stacy. This is my truck, Wolf Pack." Hi there please get comfortable, are you hungry?" asked the truck.Mandy was confused, this woman was nic... like most of the ones she'd met.But she didn't have one of those 'Kitten Safety' logos on the doors ofher truck. She hadn't seen any when she was walking the line looking forone and now she wondered if it had been a mistake to respond to thetrucks flashing lights. She realized that the woman was waiting for aname."M, Mandy, Mandy Gentry," she. Oh, well, cheating at poker was an unforgivable offense, so they both deserved what they got for their chicanery.As expected, the marshal showed up shortly after the powder smoke had cleared, and he asked what had happened. I gave him a short rundown of the events, and the witnesses backed me up. He acknowledged that I was in the right, and called for the undertaker to take care of the bodies, both of whom had died while we talked.Each of us took back what we had lost to the two cheaters, and I. It's the most sensuous thing, the way you blow the smoke from your hookah into my mouth, your lips so close to mine, yet not close enough to touch, or to kiss me passionately the way I’ve secretly wanted you to for all of these years. It's a trick I'm guessing you picked up working nights at the hookah lounge downtown, along with the way you know how to pack a smooth bowl better than anyone I’ve met. You're sitting next to me and you pretend to look away, but you're of obviously entranced,. Then she grabbed a couple more clothes off the floor and put them on. That was when I realized that I had been holding my breath. I quickly replayed the video, and jacked off to the video. My climax came fast, and I shot a large amount of cum into the air. Then I lay back on my bed, very satisfied. I could think of nothing the following day except of when my naked sister had bent over. I could just imagine grabbing that nice ass and fucking the shit out of her pussy. I knew it was wrong,.