“She’s utterly gorgeous isn’t she?”“You’re so right.” I said, staring down as my wife roughly played with Kara’s breasts. “Completel... perfect.”“Especially these.” Linda said, gripping Kara’s right nipple and pulling and stretching it out - drawing a small cry from our daughter. “I’m a bit jealous of her tits if I’m honest.”“No need for that, honey.” I said hoarsely, aroused at the sight of Linda manhandling her. “She gets them from you.”“Still. Leave me to my irrational jealousy.” Linda. You demand that I start counting as you whip my ass.I feel you stop briefly to retrieve a butt plug from the dresser nearby.You grab the lube as well and I watch as you pour a generous amount on the plug and my ass. Teasing me with your looks and telling me that I’m going to enjoy having something so large in my ass while you continue to whip me. I feel you run the plug over and around my ass, teasing me more before I feel the pressure as you start to slide it inside me.I gasp as the size and. I’ll bet you even have a White Stetson.”“Tan not white,” I respondedJane escorted me in to meet Sara, while the bruises and casts were ugly the smiling face that greeted us was pure beauty. Sara appeared to be part Asian, part Black, and possibly part Native American. What hair she had was jet black and her coffee and cream skin was breathtaking. I could not tell how tall she was as she was in a hospital bed but she seemed small for her age group.Sara said; “Are you my knight in shining armor. Besides, I know you want to see me take my shirt off, and you said that 10 is a fair price for that. Isn't seeing me take my bra off twice as valuable as seeing me take my shirt off?" More like 5 times." I grumbled."Ok, my bra's worth 50 then." Samantha smiled at me as she took 3 more blue chips from the bank. I opened my mouth to say something, but Samantha interrupted. "Why don't you just admit this is fair before my panties are worth 50 too?" You win, you win. You have to make the first.