“Yes, if white one comes up again, it will be worth two hundred and fifty-two ques to you,” the cropper replied. That was an exceptionally large a...ount of money in that country as a ques were a gold ten-dollar coin. It was twice what they set from Bavindor with.Carol smiled, and the cropper handed her the ball again. Carol then handed the ball to Albert, kissed his cheek and said, “You win that for me Randy Ronald, and you know what you can have tonight.” She then winked at him, turned and. I didn't want to "make her." I wanted her to do it without my insistence. More though, I wanted her to continue at her own pace, a pace I found highly erotic. She knew what needed to be done. Somewhere deep in her mind, she found strength. I could see her back straighten as a hand slipped behind her to release her bra. The bra fell loose but not away, trapped against her breasts by her arm. She looked away and closed her eyes. Slowly, with one hand, she began to slip the panties off her hips. My hubby was absolutely delighted. But it was getting bored again… I wanted to try something new for a change. I suggested swing. My hubby was simply happy about trying it. We had to spend a lot more time to find the appropriate couple. Their names were Jared and Amy. They were a bit older and had swing experience. We invited them over to our place. First we were just chatting and sipping drinks, then we started dancing, and then we had a hardcore gang bang. My hubby was staring at me all the. “Yes. Like that.” Sarah pulled on her nipple, stretching it out further than I would have dared, as I tried my best to knead her clit. She started to breathe faster, and began to whisper non-stop instructions. “Harder. Make it hurt. Fuck yes. Hurt my clit. More. Faster. Harder. Suck on my nipples. ” She grabbed my limp shaft and held on tightly. Way too tight for my comfort. We each grabbed, pulled on and pinched sensitive body parts; cum and sweat covered us both; I was hurting her; she was.