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Each wore a collar with a chain that lead back to a wall making sure none of the losers tried to rush at me and mount me. Only the winner got that joy. At least on camera. I had no doubts I would enjoy all three of them before the night was over. And, of course, the winner won some money, but I doubt any of those three really cared about it. Not when they stared at me with such hunger in their eyes. They licked their lips, eyes glassy, pale-olive faces flushed. Kimiko fondled those big, lush tits. Junko fingered her pussy, her digits buried into her thick, black bush. I didn't understand the first question. I wish I spoke some Japanese. Junko smacked her buzzer, her round breasts heaving, her left hand still fingering her twat. She answered in Japanese and bells went off. Mr. Osamu pulled out the clothespin from his pocket. Punishments weren't uncommon in Japanese game shows. My nipple throbbed as he clamped it onto Junko's nipple. She gasped and shuddered, her face scrunching up with pain. Then her eyes landed on me. She stared at me with such intensity, enduring the pain for a chance to fuck me. Behind her, 10 points appeared on the board. I blinked. She got the question right? Mr. Osamu barked out his next question. Kimiko smacked in, said something in Japanese. A loud, honking sound played and red lights flashed. His wife, who couldn't keep her eyes off James or his car, had to hold her husband's arm for support, lest the spontaneous orgasm James inflicted on her bring her to her knees. My G-spot. Well Sam thought, nothing like the truth to set someone free. Flinched back this tiniest bit? We all walked about half a mile along a path between a fence and the woods until we got to a bit of a clearing that Dan said would be just fine for what he had in mind. Her buttocks rose from the table as she pressed into his mouth. As they caught me up they circled me, slowly removing all there clothes. Why don't you go stand over there," she quietly suggested, while pointing her index finger towards the foot of the bed, "so that you can see my 'thing' better." Her thoughts were only interrupted by a beeping, electronic and insistent.
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Lucy greeted him with a smile and said, "Keith, I would like for you to meet my husband, Jim." She turned toward her husband and said, "Jim, this is Keith Barrett. I met him the first day we arrived. Keith is in medical sales also. He sells Pacemakers." Jim stood, shook Keith's hand, and said, "I sell capital equipment such as MRIs, and CT scanners to the hospitals. I'm surprised we haven't run into each other around the hospital. Please, sit down and have a cold beer with us. Lucy, Honey, hand Keith a cold beer from our ice chest." After a couple of beers and lots of casual conversation, Jim excused himself to run to the room to make phone calls. As soon as Jim was out of earshot, Lucy began to quiz Keith and find out more about his plans for the coming week.
Jimmy was disgusted. “Secrets,” Deana said with her eye squinted and the other brow raised. Jason reached up and fondled her breasts and he rocked her on his hips. In their own tournament! I mean, what guy wants to be walking down a beach with his cock at full mast? “You sure?” Lucilla asked, tapping her bible. “You want to be bred by me, don't you?” I growled into Aurora's ear.
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