“A classic tell that a famous poker writer described some years ago had a saying that ‘strength is weakness and weakness is strength.’ By that h... meant if you portray strength with your hand, it really is a weak hand, and if you portray weakness, it is a strong hand. “So when you bet and looked away from me, you were acting weak. When you pushed your chips in front of you quickly and stared at me, you were acting strong. When I had my two aces, you bet and wouldn’t look at me. You did the same. “Baby, I will work him off whenever you tell me to,” Sara replied, “I told you, I will do whatever you tell me to.” She grabbed a few Kleenex and went to go to Pat’s room and I said softly, “Let him cum over your tits baby.” Sara blew me a kiss and said, “Okie dokie, cum over my tits he will do,” she continued, “anything else baby?” I was hard as I said, “Let him finger you as well please baby if you like.” She blew me another kiss and said, “Yes sir, I would like, his shaved cock does turn me. ’ With that she left the room with the same blinding light that indicated her exit. Blind rage engulfed his being and he picked up a chair to shatter the mirror. Lunging towards it he was about to throw it when Psyche held him back and took the chair away from him. His shoulders drooped and he no longer seemed like a man who could take on the world – just an old man who was about to face up to a dark and buried secret from his storied life. He stumbled and then sat down on Psyche’s bed heavily.. " With that, she grabbed the towel and threw it across the room. My cock sprung up, harder than I can ever remember, straining for her attention. I lay back on the bed, she was on all fours, now staring at my throbbing cock, a single drop of pre-cum balanced on top, glistening like a diamond. I couldn't believe that my mate's wife, the object of my desire for so many years, was only inches away from my engorged cock. She slid closer, suddenly taking my purple head in her beautiful little mouth..
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