I thought of Emily, and I rose up and rammed my prick into my wife's cunt. "You want that, Erica! You want me to fuck you now? Take my prick, take it,...take me, god take my cock." I was thrusting very roughly. I think Erica was moaning loudly, but my own groans were loud enough. I kept fucking her with long, slow thrusts, and then speeding up, to keep fucking her into submission. She was crying out as she had orgasm after orgasm. My sperm was finally filling her cunt, as I came and came. It was. “What are the stakes? Weren’t you all playing table stakes?”Thomas looked back at Marcy. “We are,” he said. Tim and Mark waited for Ron to comment.Ron looked at Marcy curiously. “You are correct Marcy.”“Well the way I see it Thomas’s hand is on the table and his watch is worth quite a sum more than you have in chips.” Marcy challenged.Ron smiled. Amy and Lisa looked at each other excited at the action. Tim and Mark waited patiently. Thomas slid his watch off and onto the table. “Now it is. “I’m not sure I can sing that in Spanish,” I said.“Mostly it sounds just as it’s written. A double ‘l’ is pronounced as ‘y’, and there are no words with an ‘ñ’. And besides, if Nat King Cole could sing in Spanish, so can you!”“Mike, try just humming in tune,” Milena said. “That way, José has something to key on.”We did as she asked and it sounded awesome, with my humming being very close to an ‘ison’ used in Byzantine chant. I had to suppress my urge to laugh as Rebekah used the exact same. I saw the car pull from the driveway with three figures in it. I fired up the laptop and configured the cell phone, connecting to my computer at home and starting to stream. Hanging the bag on a branch of a thick tree, I slipped down the side of the house. I pulled the ski mask over my head and searched for the back door. I needed to get in and get out as quickly as possible. They may have just left, but they could be back at any moment. Not only that, but my camera and other devices had a.