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Now the second hand – I started out with a pair of threes.

Crap – I was already hard now they were going to see the bulge in my tighty's.

She spent what seemed like hours in the bathroom getting ready. I knew his purpose was to “best me” to be the Alpha – the Bull.

I took off my shirt with lots of smiles all around.

She grabbed his cock which was dangling in her face and put it in her mouth.

Darting between her clit, her pussy lips and the inside of her pussy.

I wondered if she masturbated while reading the stories – looking at the pics – chatting with him... He checked in a few minutes ago.” I didn't respond. Darin had a beer and mother was drinking a wine cooler – I grabbed a glass and made myself a bourbon on ice. The conversation was too casual, a couple of drinks down and everyone was feeling relaxed. She instructed everyone to take off their socks and shoes to speed the game along.

Getting through the week was like trudging through Molasses – now it's Saturday. We got there and walked through the lobby to our room – were people watching us? mother got up to get a drink and came back with a deck of cards out of her bag. We were going to meet him at a hotel a few miles on the other side of town. And I knew this wasn't just my fantasy anymore, it was hers as well. Years of anticipation were leading up to this night. mother put a over-nite bag together and I made up a cooler. I wanted to wack off – relieve the tension but I couldn't. Ok, odds were that I wouldn't lose the next hand – wrong! mother grabbed the camera, “Not too fast, I want a pic.” Darin chuckled again... mother was the next person to drop a hand and she decided to take off her pants.