“What would you like to play?” “How about Poker, that is a lively game. Lets play for something, but what?” “Lets have a few hands and thin... about what the prize can be, alright.” All the while we were playing we had been sipping on a bottle of red wine, and I got up to get another as we finished the first one. It had started to become boring, so after we played another half dozen games and she had been winning most of them, she decided to up the stakes and suggested we play Strip Poker. . Fully aware that her breasts must be prominently displayed in the top she was wearing, she was curiously lacking any degree of embarrassment, but rather wanting him to see and admire her feminine birthright. Her eyes were now closed as the man kissed her deeper. But for his arms around her, she may not have been able to remain overly steady on her feet. The hand that had been caressing the nape of her neck was charting a new course and having descended past her waist, was now lightly brushing. "Linda chuckled. "Right, if you'll excuse me, I've just got to put the main course in the oven. Could you top up our glasses, Pete?"When I was in the kitchen, getting the drinks, Linda asked me if I was still comfortable with her being friendly with Christian."Yes," I replied.With that Linda leant forward and kissed me deeply. "If you change your mind, just say."Linda sat down next to Christian and we continued chatting about all sorts. Linda then brought up their sexual adventures. "Do you. " Who the fuck said that you had to pay me with money? Hell, bitch, I want my share of your dogs. Starting with that one." You want to fuck Shep? Well, all right, but he might be a little fucked out. My last customer was a virgin who just couldn't get enough." He doesn't look fucked out to me," said Mrs. Jones, staring at the German Shepherd's cock and balls. "No, I'm sure he's not fucked out. Dogs have a lot of stamina, believe me--I know. C'mon, there's an empty building around the corner..