High Stakes Poker Part 2

Poker rewards the bold. These two blondes already know the score. Zoey’s huge tits strain against her dress every time she leans forward to deal. Christie’s watching her, lips parted, eyes dark with the same hunger that’s got every guy at the table shifting in his seat. The cards hit the felt. Chips rattle. The loser’s out of luck, the winner’s claim is crystal clear: he gets both women, right here, however he wants them. The winner’s eyes drop to Zoey’s cleavage, then to Christie’s mouth, already half-open like she’s tasting what’s coming next. No more bets. The real stakes are about to be paid in skin and spit, and the girls look eager to settle the debt.