He was slim and a bit of a weakling but he always like to act tough and go after tough girls. Mostly he struck out and ended up watching porn. He nor...ally liked the big girls. He loved the smell of a big ass in his face, and watching those thick black girl asses bounce up and down. There was nothing like it. It was nothing more better then seeing a big thick ass oiled up in his face. The smell of the ass was always intoxicating to him, the feel of it against his cheeks. And fucking that ass. Her eyes moved from the swell of her creamy cleavage to her face. Missy brought a finger to her lips and the other Missy did the same. The two looked at each other with teasing innocence before smiling and flinging back their long hair over their shoulder and pushing out their ample young bosom. With Missy’s breasts pressed forward she watched herself reach behind and unfasten the clasp of her expensive sheer bra. Missy held it in place with her other hand, not letting the soft fabric fall when. Branwen broke the kiss and moved her lips down her sister’s neck, across the hollow of her throat and back up the other side to her ear. When Branwen gave a nibble to her sensitive earlobe, Greta gave a small sigh of pleasure and reached up to run her hand through Branwen’s thick red hair. ‘That feels wonderful Greta. You love how your sister makes you feel.’ Vala said coming in close behind her again. She leaned in so close to Greta’s ear that she was sharing Branwen’s breath. She couldn’t. He looked at her for a few moments, then looked at me and said, "I'll make you a deal." He said that he'd give me a chance to win it back if my wife would ante up one piece of clothing in each hand. The more I won, the less my wife would have to take off. Plus I'd also get the cash in the pot. My wife looked over at me. I looked at her, and she answered for both of us by putting a shoe on the table.My luck didn't change, and before I knew it, my wife was standing beside the table in nothing but.