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Walking on the sand as they made their way to their room, the couple enjoyed the hushed dark of the night. Stopping him, she gently kisses his lips, tasting a bit of the ocean and the wine they had finished between the two of them. His arms wrap around her, and their bodies fit together. She can feel the stirrings of his erection against her, and she moans, deepening the kiss. Hotter and hotter their desire burns. His stroking hands on her bare shoulders and neck cause shivers down her body, pooling between her legs. Deciding that she wants him now, she breaks the kiss and tugs his hand, urging him to follow. Moving quickly to the sea wall, she pulls up her skirt, stepping out of a lacey pair of panties that she had bought just for this weekend. She wanted him to fill her, hard. But he had other plans. Pushing her gently over, so that she was braced on the sea wall, he kneeled, his hands caressing her hips, trailing just beyond her wet center, kissing her knees, stroking the soft. “So.....is Cheryl being punished or something?” Alison's meek voice asked.“Yes.' Duncan confirmed. “Cheryl has a problem with shopping. Today she spent over $800 on clothes using a maxed out credit card. The overdraft fees total about $250, which is what your buy in totals. I will not put $50 in since I'm putting in my beautiful wife. The winner will get her, I get the cash. Clear?”Rachel stared at her beautiful friend. Her prize. She hated poker, but was good at it. Now she was motivated. “I'm in.” she declared.Tim laid down $100 for himself and Alison and Jerry followed suit. “Good. Let's play.” Duncan shuffled and dealt. Mike won the first hand. He took the shears and made a long cut up the side of her skirt. When he opened the shears for a second cut Duncan stopped him.“Mike. One cut...only!“Shit.” Mike said disappointed.The next three winners focused on her blouse. On the fourth cut it fell to the floor and they all cheered. Cheryl could only stand knowing in a short while she.
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“I’m so bad,” she said, leaning over me, her hand caressing my chest.“I’ll never tell,” I said, assuming she was referring to letting me peek.“No, it was more than that,” she sounded embarrassed. “When your hands were on her ass, I couldn’t resist the temptation to play with her breasts! They are so big and soft. I hope she was too busy to notice. I wouldn’t want her to get the wrong idea.”I decided not to pursue what the right or wrong idea was. Instead, I agreed. “I understand completely. When you let me see them, it was all I could do not to reach up and grab them again.”I continued, “Before I rip off those panties and eat that pussy you’ve kept just out of reach all day, I also have a confession to make.” I really didn’t know how my wife was going to react. I didn’t think before doing it, but maybe I should have. If she had thought about it, would there have been another rule?“After you left with Karen, I couldn’t resist taking a smell and taste,” I gestured to my still damp.

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