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Roulette by loyalsock
Date: 7/21/2016, Categories: Anal Group Sex Hardcore Author: loyalsock, Source: xHamster
... Andrea with a Queen high losing hand. Despite Karen having pushed the envelope, she faltered and flustered. Fortunately, only minimal coaxing from us was required and Andrea, too, was happily topless. Somehow I managed a shaky "Your deal..." and pushed the deck to Karen. For the first time I saw a tremble in her hands as she slid out the cards to us. Good. At least I wasn't alone. God dammit to hell! Jack high was the best I could manage and I wondered just how difficult this would get. Andrea, though, busted an inside baby straight. "Well... Well..." Andrea said with a weak, trembling smile and a hopeless look. "I'll need another shot right now, thank you. Another, please. Thanks. Well..." she said again. Talk about "grinning and baring it". Andrea, now smiling coyly, looking embarrassed but yet lustfully enthusiastic (how did she do that?!), hooked her fingers in the waistband of her French cut panties and slowly slid them off. She had a neatly trimmed pussy. The sight of her, gloriously naked, caused the bl**d to pound in my head and my cock. "A slow turn on the runway, if you please, Miss Andrea," quipped a beaming Karen. Andrea, blushing beyond all reason, complied and strutted her stuff. "Y-e-s-s-s, and now if you'd part your legs and bend over for us, please?" "Backwards?" she asked full of innocence. "Nobody loves a showoff, dear," Karen replied without missing a beat. How she could be stark naked and ...
... move so demurely baffled me, but she did. Andrea, legs slightly parted, bent at the waist making me struggle for control. She peeked around her own nude form and seemed relieved at our open mouthed admiring stares. "Yes, very nicely done," applauded Karen. Indeed, her well-rounded ass and her pussy, which looked to be gasping for cock, were breathtaking. "Well, we should discuss new rules. I have nothing left to bet," said Andrea, fighting to regain some composure and control. "Usually, after someone is nude and loses again, he or she, must do whatever the winner wants..." I ventured, hopefully. Andrea lowered her head and eyes, smiling bashfully. "You know full well that we frown upon the usual," Karen quickly interrupted, hands defiantly on hips. Andrea shot her an alarmed look. "Perhaps now we can safely end this game..." she saw my immediate pout, and hastened to add, "...and, of course, begin a different one." "Karen..." Andrea began worriedly. "You obviously have something in mind..." I quickly interjected, heading off any possible protest from Andrea. "Oh, how about Russian Roulette?" Karen deadpanned. Here, four long beats of silence ensued. "You are soooo fucking insane! I'm outta here!" Andrea cried, reaching for her clothes. "But before I go, what the fuck's the matter with you?!" "Way to spoil a mood, Kar!" I joined in. "What the fuck...?!" "Wait! Sorry! Sorry! ...