Or maybe it just seemed that way because of his slight chubbiness. Xxx His chips ran dry two hands later and he didn’t attempt to barter clothes for the opportunity to stay in the game, as if anyone would have offered. He was giving her time to decide. She looked up at him towering over her and down at his still erect cock standing proud and glazed with her juices. Her mind was fuzzy with the bottle of wine she’d consumed but things were more or less according to plan. In fact with the eights on the table it was a full house, a decisive win unless Trevor had something excellent. She noticed that her leaking juices had left a small stain on the tabletop but whoever owned the table was not complaining.
