"Four... five... six... seven..." Sam Braddock slowly set his cards down, asmile on his face until he finished with, "jack." The smile faded."Well, I..._almost_ made it."Fred chuckled. "Almost doesn't count in poker, just horseshoes." Hegathered in the heap of nails, added them to those in front of him."How about a little change-up," Bridget asked , as she gathered thecards together into a deck.Sam shrugged. "Why not; what do you want to play, seven card stud?"Fred nodded in agreement."Five. I took them coffee and told them that they had done a lot while I was at the gym.“Is the water back on?” I asked.“Yes, Kerri. It is,” Juan smiled.“Good. I need another shower,” I smiled. “My workout was intense today.”“You want us to leave?”“No, I’m fine if you continue to work. As long as I don’t disturb you.”“You won’t Kerri. You go ahead.”My pussy was soaking and I could feel my juice running down my thigh. I had been ordered to strip naked and walk in the shower. My heart was beating like. I shivered and continued up past my ribs to meet the twin mounds of my chalky 36Cs, the beginnings of the tan on the rest of my body accentuating their whiteness. Ascending the slopes, I gently tweaked the rising pink caps atop the mocha ring of pigment and bit my lip as I breathed in. Pinching the sensitive nipples again, I rolled them softly between my fingertips, at first imagining it was Adam kissing and nibbling them, then the lips, tongue and stubble of my mysterious captor grazed my. And as I keep my lips on my aunty, I continued finger fucking her pussy, and I can tell she was enjoying the pleasure from my fingers. But Mamatha aunty came to her senses again, and moved her lips away from mine.“Please stop, it is wrong for having your fingers in my …..pussy.” Mamatha aunty cried.I pulled out my fingers and showed her how wet her pussy is.“Are you sure you want me to stop, aunty? Your pussy is wet. I know you wanted this too.” I asked her.Then I pulled her saree and.