It was an uncomfortable stance, and hard to sustain.Maintaining a discreet distance, I followed her along the corridors;looking through the cracks of ...artly opened doors in my efforts tocatch her in an unguarded moment; thinking to myself, "If only shewould relax" - but she never did. The constant tiny creaking noisecontinued to intrigue me; resisting my efforts to find an explanation.I made numerous attempts to engineer some accidental contact whichmight give me another chance to place my. ” That seemed to me that he was agreeing to the game.Jane poured a round of shots. “Well we have more to expose.”“What does the winner get?” I asked.“He or she gets to remove the item of clothing from the loser” said Brad.“Okay I’m in.” Chas replied. I decided to go with the flow and shrugged my shoulders.With the cards dealt the game began. I started out with a really bad hand but managed to get out the high scoring cards. After about four hands Brad called. After the points were tallied, Jane. ..you come down here, wine and dine me, and then bring upall this shit that I've struggled to forget." "But you know why?" I asked several times. It was so close I couldtaste it. Although, I felt a little bad for the small tear that rolled downher cheek. "Alright, I'll tell yah, and then I'm out of here, and don't forgetthe money for the sitter," she said, wiping her face. I put some cash on the table and she continued. "Ok, I'm pretty sureI know why they stopped," she said, as she crumpled up. He didn’t stop or slow down but instead only went faster, shoving his dick inside Rachel with even more force. Time went by as Rachel’s moans grew loader, her pussy soaking wet and tightening over her best friend’s dick. She could feel it pulsing inside of her, filling her entire pussy. Mark was filled with a sudden burst of energy as he approached his orgasm, ramming his dick inside of Rachel as hard as he could. The table rocked back and forth as she screamed in pleasure. She could feel it.