The game moved along. I lost the first hand and lost my shirt, but luck was on my side and I watched while both ladies lost their shirts ,and John was...down to his boxers. Then luck changed. I lost the next three hands, and I too was sitting there in my boxers. The ladies each lost the next two hands and they too were naked except for their panties. My cock was semi hard by this time soaking the front of my boxers with precum. John lost the next hand, so he had to stand and remove his. It was if she was saying, ‘it’s your decision honey’. She would be happy to receive the gift, but only if I was ready and willing to give it to her.I don’t know why, but what had been hesitation was replaced by a burning urge to complete the act. To cement our husband and wife closeness in this new three-way relationship we’d started. It was like some kind of husbandly contract, I’d still love my wife and do all the things I’d done before. Even if it was another man who’d sometimes be the one. “AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!” Samantha screamed in sheer agony, as the massive Arab absolutely pummeled her vagina. Samantha had fornicated with several different guys in her life, but none of them had been anywhere close to as large or vicious as Jalil. The brute was fucking her so insanely hard that the 19-year-old could not even think straight. The only thing she was aware of was that her pussy felt like it was being ripped in half and her womb destroyed. The pain was so intolerable that. Give them to meand I will throw them away, you will never need them again. I've laid outsome clothes for you to wear now, so go and start the rest of your life."Sami took away my old clothes, and, excitedly I started to dress. I slippedon a pair of eau-de-nil panties, noticing that they were embroidered withthe single word Babe at their centre. The joy when I put on my bra wasbecause by then my boobs were really beginning to fill out, so that thepadded A cups, although still much smaller than I.