Now, this was very bad manners, at the very least, but one man who was about to object was advised by a friend to back off, since Acton was well know ...or a vile temper.Anyway, Acton anted up and play started. We went through several hands with nothing of note happening, then Acton bet a dollar, which was a big bet for our small time betting habits, since it was more than a day's wages for most men at our table. The others dropped out because the game had suddenly gotten too rich for their. She looked at her watch; ten minutes had passed since she hit the tree. She wiped the blood that poured from a gash in her forehead, but except for some other cuts and bruises, she seemed to have survived, but her car was not as fortunate. The window was smashed; the rain and wind blew in. She tried to open her door, having to turn sideways and kick on the door until it creaked open. All she wore was a trench coat, hoping that it would be warm enough as she got out. It was pitch black outside,. I did this for about 2 more minutes when I felt his cock stiffen and his cock head swell. I knew what was coming next so I raised up to his cock head just as his cock spasmed for the first time. It almost filled my mouth with all his warm and very tasty cum. I quickly swallowed as then caught another spurt and then another. He was filling my mouth almost as fast as I could swallow. But I did manage to catch it all and enjoy the taste of his sweet nectar. His cock pulsed and spurted several. I quit locking the door to the bathroom as I showered, realizing I didn't mind if he saw me naked. He would snap his towel at my butt sometimes as we traded places and laugh "Gotcha!" as I squealed with the sting. Things were normal again, and I was happy.Fall came, bringing harvest and school. Flush with cash from our chores, we went with the folks to Bismarck and shopped for clothes and school supplies, spending the day in the city and eating dinner out. No bus was available to give us a ride.