They told me as I got my first check that I couldn’t play at their casino anymore, I understood why. I also didn’t mind, I didn’t need to. We dr...ve back to San Francisco, settled in. I didn’t gamble, in fact, I didn’t do much of anything. I couldn’t get the old man out of my head. Several times I drove by the park bench, he was never there. Then one day on impulse, I called the phone number. He picked up on the first ring. ‘Do you still have the card?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Did you get your reward?’ ‘Yes.’. Enter in my wife Debra, a lovely woman of twenty eight, 5-6 115pounds 36C chest and long blond hair. We were married six years ago and I thought things were going pretty well for us. We'd been lucky enough to find a three bedroom ranch style house with a shop on the property, large enough to warehouse the merchandize I was buying, which cut down on my overhead drastically.Now enter my Partner, Ron Haas, 6-3--275pounds, a guy who had made quite a name for himself in high school as a football. I'm going to call her J from now on here , and this is the time I had to pick her up from another guys house. This happened a couple of months after we first fucked, she called me one morning and told me she needed a "ride". I chuckled but then she said that she was serious and she wasn't too far from my place. Me being the nice guy that I am, said yes and drove to pick her up. When I got there she was waiting outside in super low cut tank top that barely covered her tits and really short. That wasn’t possible while I was giving him head, as his cock was poking out through the fly of his boxers. So, I corrected the issue, and off they went, along with his pants.I immediately returned to sucking his cock, working it with hands and mouth. His groans of pleasure, combined with the feeling of his hands clutching at my hair, I could feel him restraining himself from fucking my face, excited me.As I worked my hands up and down his shaft, I licked and sucked the glands, occasionally.