There are a few sounds noncommittal and shrugging of shoulders as Ellen begins handing out poker chips to each of us but after a few seconds Victoria speaks up. She comes up, saliva dripping down her chin as she gasps for air. I crash down onto the couch and are joined by Emma who surprises me by laying her head on my lap. “Well in that case, here are the rules.”
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In regular strip poker you bet items of clothing each round but Victoria had a different way of playing. Catherine’s smile fades as the others make ooh noises, turning to watch her in anticipation. I slip down off the couch and move forward, pressing my throbbing cock up against Emma’s slit. “It’s ok, you can cum. Emma starts as the small blind and only bets her mandatory 5 chip.
