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o bet - ourselves.
Sometimes, we both run out of clothes, and that can be a lot of
fun. Usually, we don't, and the winner gets to collect a very
enjoyable wager from a (usually) willing slave!
Surprisingly, Marin Aoki did win the next two hands. Marin Aoki eyed my cock
through my shorts hungrily as I removed my pants. The bulge was
a bit obvious, and the look on Marin's face (to say nothing of the
look of Marin's nipples) told me that Marin Aoki wanted it.
Marin Aoki dealt the next hand, and looked at me triumphantly. "I don't
need any cards!" Marin Aoki said as I drew two.
Marin Aoki had a full house, but so did I - and my cards were bigger.
Marin's nipples were, too, as I said "you know the rules. Go get the
toys!"
"I'll get you next time!" Marin Aoki muttered as Marin Aoki walked out of the
room.
I kicked back, relaxed, and lit a cigarette as I pondered her
fate. Marin Aoki returned, and put the box on the floor in front of me.
"Turn around and close your eyes!" I commanded. "No peeking!"
As I rummaged through the toys, I glanced up and caught her
eyeing my selections. "I told you not to peek!" I said. "That's
going to cost you!"
"What are you going
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