"All the sudden he screamed, "Fuck, aaaaaaah, yyeeesss, baby I can't hold it back any longer, I’m cumming!”His actions fueled my hunger, and I was...lost in a trance rubbing my clit harder as I listen to him blow his load. That did it, I gaps and breathed heavily into the phone. “Oh my darling I’m cumming! Baby I wish we were really fucking.” “I do too, my darling! My dick is still hard; I want to fuck you again. Kandy , rub that clit some more for me as I stroke my shaft. I love your sexy voice,. I insisted that I loved the baby, and was proud of what she had done, etc., etc. I laid my praise on pretty thick, but I meant every word, and I am sure that Helen could see that I meant it.Martha basked in reflected glory, too, when I praised her for producing such a perfect daughter! I supposed that I had to grant that some other men could be as proud of their wife and son as I was, but I had to strain to do so. Anyway, I walked on clouds for at least a month. After that, the nighttime. " Which is bullshit for "I came to gamble and get fucked." So, naturally I took full advantage.I sat and drank/played until she lost her stack of around $1000. We began chatting, I tried to remain "not overly interested" which worked like a charm. We also discussed strategy, and she even helped me win a few hundred bucks. She knew how to play that's for sure, and from her body language she wanted more than that. I was sitting directly beside her and after every hand she wanted a high five. The overall style was dollhouse kitsch — white furniture on spindly legs, a ceiling lined with stucco decoration and a myriad of pink stucco roses. The room screamed "Girlie" from the pink wall-to-wall carpet to the pink-and-silver striped upholstery. The utter sweetness of it all threatened to crack the enamel on her teeth.Thirty-odd faces turned in her direction, the omnipresent murmuring dying down for a second. Angique was a tall, slender woman. Her pale skin contrasted with the pitch-black.