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« am: April 01, 2019, 09:32:23 pm »

Poker at Steve's by SluggoDLux 
Steve called me today to let me know that he had been called out of town on a business trip and wouldn't be able to make our regular Wednesday Night poker game. He was sorry about the situation but assured me that we could still have the game at his house since he had the poker table and chips. He had checked with his wife, Tammy, and she said she wouldn't mind. In fact, she had said she would even make up for his absence by making some hors d'oeuvres for us. He told me to make ourselves at home and have a good time. I wished him a good trip and started to clean off my desk.

His 'have a good time' statement echoed in my ears as I pictured Tammy. She was a very shapely, petite lady only a little over 5 feet tall with a massive chest for such a tiny woman. Her waist must be only about 12 inches around and made for a sumptuous set of curves with her rounded hips and an ass that stuck out in the most provocative manner. We had 'hot tubbed' together one night together with some other couples and the mental image of her in a skimpy bikini was still burned into my memory. I could feel my groin tighten at the thought of a moment that evening when she lifted her leg over the edge of the tub exposing her barely covered crotch to my eager gaze. Her bikini top was no more than a strip of cloth that almost covered her nipples and aureole and the mental picture of the tops of her huge breasts bobbing at the surface of the water almost made me drool. My wife had been frosty to me for a week afterwards due to my inability that evening to keep from staring at Tammy's treasures. Wrong approach as far as I was concerned. If my wife had spread her legs that night, she would have gotten the reaming of her life. I looked down and saw that I was subconsciously rubbing my cock shaft on the edge of my desk as I pictured that evening again. A damp stain spread from the tip of my cock onto my pant leg and I forced my mind to cleaning up my desk and getting out of the office.

I got home and found my wife, Teezy, in the kitchen preparing dinner. I gave her a kiss and as I did, I put my finger down the front of her blouse and pulled it out so I could look down at her breasts. She was wearing one of those European bras that left the top of her breasts exposed and only encased the bottoms in a silk sack. Her dark nipples and aureole were clearly visible.

I'm not sure why Tammy's breasts were so attractive to me. Teezy's were just as large. I think the difference was that Tammy was only five feet tall and Teezy was nearly six feet and all legs. Proportionally, Tammy breasts 'looked' larger on her smaller frame even though they were about the same size.

Teezy lifted her knee up into my crotch and said, "If you don't want your dinner burned, you'll back off, Mr. Horndog.“

I laughed and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Poker tonight at Steve's," I reminded her.

"I know," she replied, "Tammy called and told me she was hosting the game anyway. Brave girl.“

Steve and Tammy just lived a couple doors down from us and Tammy and Teezy played bridge together on Thursdays. "She's making hors d'oeuvres for us. Not like some wives that just put potato chips and 'store bought' dips out," I teased.

"Potato chips and dips are hors d'oeuvres," she replied, "What makes you think you'll do better over there? What can she be going to give you that I can't?“

I paused. She had me there. Then a quick mental image of Tammy's breasts flashed through my mind.

"What was that look about?" she said.

"Oh nothing," I lied, "I just pictured Tammy bringing us out hot weenies and doughnuts.“

"Well, there's a Freudian image," she laughed, "Is that what you guys crave while playing poker, hot weenies and doughnuts?“

"Doh!" I replied in my best Homer Simpson voice, "You discovered my secret desires.“

"You probably want Tammy to provide the doughnut and you'll provide the weenie, if I know you.“

"Not going there, "I said, backing off, "I didn't need another two weeks of cold shoulder around here. We probably won't even see Tammy all evening. If she's smart, she rented a video and will stay in the den and ignore us.“

"If she's smart," said Teezy, dismissing me and turning back to her dinner preparation.

After dinner I kissed Teezy god-bye and headed over to Steve and Tammy's. Tammy opened the door and gave me a hug. The feel of her breasts pushing against my chest revived the erection I had earlier in the day. It popped up like the little plastic timers on a Butterball turkey. I felt it tighten my pants and stop against her stomach. I may have held the hug a little too long, but she didn't resist or say anything.

She stepped back and held the door open for me. She was wearing a low cut white, fluffy sweater and a very short white pleated skirt and knee-high white boots with 4" high heels. She looked like a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader in that outfit. Her long red hair hung down past her shoulders and hung down below her shoulders but above the swell of her breasts. My cock expanded even more and really tented the front of my pants. I walked past her quickly, but was sure I caught her eyes dropping to my crotch. I wasn't sure if I was glad or not that she had seen how excited I was. I didn't want to incur Teezy's wrath again. When she gets mad at someone or wants to get even, she really gets even.

I made sure to keep my back to her as I walked toward their living room. She had the table all set up in front of their living room window. I put my cigarettes down at the chair opposite the door to the den. I sat quickly hiding my clearly obvious erection.

"I'm making some hors d'oeuvres for you guys tonight. What are you hungry for?" she asked in a throaty voice.

Again, the image of her breasts bobbing in the hot tub filled my mind. I began to count out the poker chips forcing my mind to the present.

"Oh, whatever you want to prepare," I replied with a catch in my voice. My heart was beating like a racehorse, to fill my ten inch cock with blood, no doubt..

"How about weenies and doughnuts?" she laughed.

I laughed a little too heartily, as she was obviously letting me know she had talked with Teezy before my arrival. I wondered if Teezy had told her about my attraction for her. I wondered if my swollen cock told her about my attraction for her.

"Weenies and doughnuts would be fine," I replied, "Those are my favorite hors d'oeuvres.“

"So I hear," she said, licking her lips, "I love weenies myself. Ummm-Ummm. Yummy.“

I looked up at her quickly and saw a saucy smile on her face. She had her hands behind her back and her nipples poked provocatively against the front of her sweater despite her bra. Did I mention that her nipples were about a half-inch long and made dimples in every shirt, blouse and dress she owned? They were every guy's fantasy. Her bra this evening made the top third of her breasts seem to bulge up out of her neckline and the cleavage between them was a dark gap promising many pleasures and delights.

Steve's pleasures and delights, I reminded myself. As she stood there, her legs were spread slightly and the pleats of the skirt curved provocatively from her tiny waist down into the hidden junction of her creamy thighs. I felt the tip of my cock up bang against the bottom of the poker table.

Just then the doorbell rang and she spun to answer it. Her skirt flew up briefly and what I saw of her exposed ass was totally bare. I groaned inwardly. How was I going to concentrate on cards tonight? Tammy came back into the living room with Ed and Dan. Ed was tall and thin with dark hair and an Italian complexion, Dan was shorter and stockier. He lifted weights a lot and had the shoulders of a football player. The doorbell rang again and Tammy escorted Dave in. Dave was a big, black guy who was a football player. Or he was anyway, he had played defensive end for the Green Bay Packers until a knee injury forced him to retire.

The phone rang in the other room and Tammy left to answer it. She came back in a moment later.

"Bad news, boys. The Withers brothers can't make it tonight. Their uncle's wife had an appendectomy attack today and they just left for the hospital. Can you play with only four?“

"Damn!" said Dan, "How I can make enough money to support my wife and family with only three opponents?“

Ed laughed and said, "What are you talking about? Your poker losses have been supporting my wife and family for years.“

"Well, tonight I was going to turnover a new leaf," laughed Dan, "It's your turn to lose....all of you.“

"Yeah, yeah," I said, "Sit down, give me your money, buy some chips and we'll get started. I believe it's my turn to win anyway. I don't need the money so much, I just thrive on the whining and crying you guys do when you lose to me.“

"Bite me," said Dave as he dug in his wallet.

Tammy came up next to me. I could smell her perfume and hear the pleats on her skirt swish. Her body seemed to radiate heat. The front of my pants must be sopping wet by now which was going to make getting up and going to the bathroom a real chore.

"Who wants a beer?" she asked, "Or maybe I should ask, who doesn't want a beer?“

There was absolute silence as we all looked up at her and grinned.

"Well, that answers my question," she spun again and walked into the den toward the kitchen. Her skirt flounced up again, but not nearly as much as it had for me earlier. I glanced around and saw all three pairs of eyes lingering on her legs as she walked away. I couldn't blame them. She was really something. And dressed like that, she looked more like a whore than a friend's wife.

As soon as she was out of the room, Dave said, "Tammy certainly looks edible tonight.“

"I'll say," said Ed, "A little whipped cream on her and she'd make a fine dessert.“

"I can whip up the cream," said Dan, with a laugh.

"I can whip up my own cream," I replied, "And it would probably taste better than yours.“

"That's not what your wife says," retorted Dan with a grin. Everybody laughed and I began to flip cards to see who would deal first. Tammy came back in with a tray and four open longneck beers. She went around the table, reached over each guy's shoulder and set the beers down next to their chips on the table. I would have sworn that she brushed her breasts against all four of us as she did it. I know for damn sure that she did when she set my beer down.

"I'm going to go in the den and watch a video. I'll make you guys some snacks later. If you need anything, give me a yell. My name is Tammy and I'll be your slave this evening," said Tammy with a laugh.

She turned and walked into the den. The other three guys had their backs to the den, but I could see right into it.

I watched as she opened a videocassette case and bent over to put it into the VCR. She stood with her back to me and bent almost all the way over. My eyes must have bugged out as I saw her skirt rise up and expose 90% of her ass. She was definitely not wearing panties. Her creamy white thighs disappeared into the boots just under her knees. Her legs were perfect. She fiddled with the controls of the VCR and wiggled her ass slightly.

"Scott, are you calling the bet?" I heard Dan's voice from afar. Tammy stood back up and I forced my eyes back to the cards in my hands as her skirt lowered and again covered her ass.

"Uh, yeah. I'll call. What's the bet?" I said as I fumbled for my chips.

A few moments later I was out of the hand and looked into the den. I could see Tammy standing in front of the TV. Her legs were spread slightly and her hands seemed to be fiddling with something at her waist. She bent her knees slightly, still watching the TV. She looked over her shoulder and caught me looking at her. She smiled and moved to the side slightly letting me see what was on the TV screen.

I nearly fell out of my chair. She had a porn tape on and some busty redhead was 'sword swallowing' a cock the size of a beer can. She turned slightly toward me and I saw that her hands were under the front of her skirt. Still looking at me, she pulled her hands out from under her skirt, picked up the remote and turned off the VCR. She came into the room and stood behind me. She put her hands on my shoulders and I could clearly smell her sex. I looked at the hand on my left shoulder and saw it glisten. My heart was pounding at the thought of where those fingers had just been. I wanted to take her fingers into my mouth and suck them clean. I felt her lean forward slightly and her breasts pushed up along both sides of my head. I caught Dan's eye as he saw what she was doing. His eyes rolled back in his head and he struggled to hide a smirk.

"Can I get you guys anything?" asked Tammy, "More beer? Are you ready for some taste treats?“

Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she said that and she subtly pulled me back slightly into her cleavage.

"I could use another beer," said Ed, "What do you have to eat?“

"Weenies and doughnuts," she said without a pause.

The other three guys snapped their heads in her direction. All had quizzical looks on their faces.

"Sorry, Guys. A little joke between Scott and I. How about some Buffalo Wings and ranch dressing?" she suggested.

"Sounds good," said Ed.

"Yeah," echoed Dan, "Bring them on.“

"Can you guys do without Scott for a few minutes? I need his help to prepare them.“

"Yeah," said Ed, "He seems kind of distracted tonight anyway. Take him.“

"Come on, Scott," said Tammy, "I need you in the kitchen.“

She took her hands of my shoulders and headed toward the den. Her cute ass wiggled and tossed the skirt around as she walked. I excused myself and grabbed my bottle of beer, holding it in front of my crotch and hoping it would hide both my erection and the damp patch on my pants. They were all playing their hands and didn't even look up. I breathed a sigh of relief as I awkwardly shuffled through the den and into the kitchen. Tammy was at the sink pulling plastic off a package.

"Come over here and give me hand cutting the wings," she said, her eyes dropping immediately to my groin, "Do you know how to do these?“

"Not really," I said, ashamed of my obvious erection and the damp spot on my trousers but feeling foolish about trying to hide it now that she had obviously noticed it, "I've eaten them, but never cooked them before.“

"Well, come here and watch what I'm doing here," she ordered turning to the sink. Her eyes seemed to stay locked on my crotch even as her head turned.

I walked up behind her and watched as she took a chicken wing, spread it and made two cuts at the joints.

"There. Pretty easy, huh? Think you can do the rest of these?" she asked.

"I think so," I said hesitantly.

"Here do one for me," she said.

I started to move up alongside of her.

"No, just reach around me and cut one so I can see that you are doing it right.“

I moved back behind her and reached around her, picking up an uncut wing in one hand and the kitchen shears in the other. As much as I tried to avoid it, my body pressed up against her back and I knew she could feel my hard cock pressing into the lower part of her back. As I cut the first chicken wing, my arms pressed her shoulders together and her sweater opened like an envelope allowing me a view into the dark cavern between them. A low groan escaped my lips.

"Are you feeling alright?" she asked, "I can feel your heart beating at ninety miles an hour.“

"I..I feel fine," I stammered.

"You sure do," she said softly, "Now let's see how good you are with your hands. Cut another piece of chicken.“

The right side of my face was buried in her hair and I almost cut my finger off trying to snip the wing and look down her sweater at the same time. I felt her wiggle her back against my penis slightly and it responded by twitching back against her. I cut the wing and put the pieces in the piles she had started.

"Good work," she said, "Do a few more before I leave you to yourself.“

I was almost out of my mind with desire. I tried to concentrate of the task but all I could think of was how good her hard little body felt against mine. I couldn't resist leaning forward slightly pinning her against the sink with my body. My hips pressed forward and my hard cock pressed into her. She didn't resist. Her head up towards me putting her full lips only a couple of inches from mine. Her mouth was open slightly and I could see her tongue snake out and wet them. I felt her breath go into my mouth as she spoke, "I like working in the kitchen with you. I think we could make magic in here.“

I saw her tongue come out again and lasciviously lick her full lips. They glistened and reminded me of her shiny hands on my shoulders a few minutes ago at the poker table.

"Are you enjoying your movie?" I asked her, my voice was raspy.

"Yes, it's an old favorite of mine. I never get tired of watching it," she said nonchalantly, "It gives me warm fuzzies inside.“

"I imagine so from what I saw of it," I replied, "What's the name of it?“

"Four Cocks and a Cunt," she answered back without a pause, "Have you seen it?“

"No," I stammered.

"Maybe later then," she said, "If you're a good boy.“

I didn't know what to say. Was she leading me on? Was she teasing me? Did she want me to fuck her right there? She was good friends with my wife. I dared not do anything that might get back to Teezy.

"I think you have the idea now," she said, "Let me out of here and I'll get the fryer going.“

I reluctantly stepped back and she turned and walked over to the counter next to the sink. As she did, her hand went down to her side and brushed against my raging hard on for a brief second. I was sure it was deliberate.

She began to set up the deep fat fryer, humming to herself. I turned back to the wings and continued cutting them up. She plugged in the fryer and turned to look at me. I turned toward her and her eyes went down to my crotch again.

"Oh look. You've splashed water on your pants. Clumsy boy! Let me help you with that.“

I looked down and saw that I hadn't splashed any water; it was all pre-cum that had leaked from my still erect penis. She grabbed a towel off the counter and knelt down in front of me. She began wiping at the wet spot with the towel. Each wipe stroked my penis and inflamed it even more. It began to bulge obscenely against my zipper. She stroked and wiped, finally putting the towel over my cock and grasping my shaft through the towel and my pants.

"What's this? Are you some kind of pervert that gets excited playing with chicken wings? Teezy told me you were built like a racehorse, but she never told me about your infatuation with chicken parts. Kinky, but I like it," she looked up at with a semi-serious face and then laughed.

"I'm sorry, Scott. I'm teasing you. I think it was looking down at my tits that got you hard, wasn't it? Or was it the hug at the door? Or was it watching me finger my cunt in the den? Which little 'Tammy Nasty' got this guy so excited?" she said as she pulled the towel away, grasped my cock and lowered her mouth over the head of my cock, sucking on it through my pants. I reached down and grasped her head pulling it hard against my penis. I could feel her teeth gently scraping at the tip. I groaned and leaned against the counter trying to keep my knees from collapsing.

I almost came right there. The top of her red head against my crotch was a wet dream come true.

After a few seconds, she put her hands on my hips and pushed herself back. Kneeling in front of me, she looked up with a glazed look in her eyes. She licked her lips.

"Before this night is over, your hors d'oeuvres are going to be a 'pussy sandwich'. And so are the other three guys in the other room. I'm going to have all four of you in my cunt, in my mouth and in my ass. I'm going to be wearing cum on my face. I'm going to have it running down between my breasts and dripping from my cunt. You guys are gonna fuck me like I've never been fucked before and then I'm going to give you, just you, a special dessert. Are you ready for all that?" she said with a throaty growl.

"Oh God, Yes," I said, reaching down and pulling her to her feet. I pulled her up against me hard and pressed my lips to hers. Her tongue came out and explored the inside of my mouth. My hands went down to her ass and lifted her skirt. I cupped her naked ass cheeks and lifted her up against me. She pressed her breasts hard into my chest and I let my fingers slide down between her legs. Her cunt was sopping wet. I let my hand slide around in her cuntlips and across her clitoris. As my finger touched her clit, her hips lurched against mine. I let my middle finger slide up the crack of her ass and pushed it against her tight sphincter muscle. She responded by forcing her tongue deep into my mouth and crushing her lips against mine. She finally pulled back and put her mouth near my left ear.

"Put me down now. I have snacks to prepare. Go back to your game and wait with the other boys," she said.

Reluctantly I let go of her tight little butt and set her back on the floor. She straightened her clothes and went to check on the fryer as if nothing had happened. I stood there with my pants bulging. My throbbing cock straining against the inside of my pants.

"Beat it," she said and then laughed, "Well, don't really do that. I want it in me later. Go back in the other room and try to find out how interested the other guys might be in taking me up on my offer. Go on. Don't just stand there with that stupid look on your face. And, remember, you get a special treat later.“

My mind was spinning. A 'special treat'? What might that be? Just putting my cock in her would be a special treat.

I stumbled toward the door to the den and went back to the poker table and sat down. The other guys were still so engrossed in the game, they didn't even notice my erection.

All I could see was her head against my groin and the feel of her teeth scraping on my cock.

Chapter 2
"Your deal," I heard Ed say.

"Earth to Scott," Dan said, "Are you here or somewhere else? You act like you're orbiting somewhere outside of Pluto.“

"Sorry, Guys, I got distracted," I stammered.

"A hot dish like Tammy would do that to any guy," said Ed, "What did she do, give you a blow job in there?“

My head snapped in his direction.

"Whoa," he said, "I may have pressed a button there.“

"Well, not actually," I said, "But maybe later, she said."

"Yeah, sure," said Ed, "Are you going to deal or just sit there and lie to us?“

I picked up the cards and began to shuffle. My brain was racing trying to think about how I was going to get everybody behind the idea of fucking Tammy. All three of these guys were married. None of them had a wife as attractive as Tammy. I took a deep breath and decided they'd be crazy to not take her up on it. I was beginning to get an idea.

We played for another half hour or so. We could hear Tammy rattling pans and dishes in the kitchen. Finally she came out holding a big plate of Buffalo wings, celery, carrots, fried mozzarella sticks and some other appetizers around a large bowl of Ranch dressing.

"Break time," she said, "Clear the center of the table.“

She leaned forward and set the plate down. She paused there arranging the food slightly. It was immediately obvious to me that she had taken her bra off. As she set the plate down, her sweater fell open and her breasts were clearly swinging free above it. From where I sat, I could almost see down to her belly button. The other guys, except Dan whose back was to her, stared in amazement at her creamy globes and how exposed they were.

"Anybody else need a beer?" she asked.

All four of us answered in the affirmative. She stood back up and put her hands on her hips. Her breasts jiggled and bounced on her chest. Her long swollen nipples were clearly visible through the thin sweater material.

"Thirsty boys, huh?" she asked, "Back in a minute.“

As soon as she left the room, Ed asked, "Did something change here recently? I'd swear her tits weren't jiggling like that when I got here.“

"I wish my wife had breasts like that," said Dave, "I might start fucking her three times a day then instead of just twice.“

We all laughed.

Wendy's probably lucky to get it once a week from you,“ sneered Ed, "Even if she had three breasts the size of Tammy's.“

"Is there anybody here that wouldn't want a piece of that action?" I asked.

"A piece of Dave's wife?" laughed Ed.

"No," I replied, "Tammy. If you had a chance to fuck her, would you do it?“

"In a second," said Dave.

"In half a second," said Ed.

"That would be a wet dream come true," said Dan, "Steve might have something to say about it, however.“

"Steve ain't here," I pointed out.

"Well then, bring her on," laughed Ed, "I'll dip those finger-like nipples in this Ranch dressing and lick it off.“

"What a bunch of dreamers we are," said Dan, with a sigh, "Scott, you shouldn't tease us with those kinds of thoughts.“

I just sat there looking around the table at them all, wondering how to broach the subject. Just then Tammy came back in the room with the beers. This time she stood next to Ed and leaned over to set the beer tray down so Dan could get a look at her breasts. His jaw dropped and he stared unabashedly down her blouse. Tammy ignored him and the other stares she was getting. She stood back up and went back into the kitchen.

"You WERE teasing us, weren't you?" said Dan, looking expectantly at me.

I shrugged. "Let's just see what happens," I said, "Maybe we'll all get lucky.“

"I don't believe it," whispered Ed, "If I find out that you are fucking with us, we're gonna make you a real sorry boy, Scott.“

I excused myself and got up to get us some napkins. I went into the kitchen and found Tammy washing some dishes at the sink. I unzipped my zipper and pulled out my penis. She looked over her shoulder at me and then looked down at the ten-inch cock in my hand.

"Where you gonna put that, Big Boy?" she asked.

"You'll see," I said as I moved up behind her.

I bent my knees and slid my cock between her legs. I stood up until it was resting up against her cunt. She reached down and lifted the front of her skirt, staring at the head of my cock as it protruded from between her legs. She grasped the head in her hand and pulled it up against her pussy.

"Nice one," she said.

My hands went around her shoulders and grasped her breasts in my hands through the thin sweater. I could feel her hard nipples straining against my palms. She began to move her hips forward and back, sliding on my cock, her liberal cunt juices lubricating it. My fingers found her nipples and I began to pinch and knead them. She groaned and her eyes rolled back in her head.

"I think they're almost ready for you," I whispered in her ear.

"Did you flat out tell them?" she asked. Her voice was hoarse with passion and her hips never stopped sliding along my cock shaft.

"No, I just primed them to the idea of it. They seemed receptive.“

"Do I just go out there right now and lay down on the table naked?" she asked.

"No, you are a good teaser. We should take advantage of that. You do want to take it slow and easy, don't you.“

"At first," she said, "Then I want it fast and rough.“

"Let's do it my way, "I said, "Here's my plan.“

I told her what she should do and how to do it. Then I reached around in front of her and under her skirt. I grabbed my cock head and stood up, lifting her feet off the ground. Her whole body rested on my cock and she leaned back against my chest. I pumped my hips a few more times and let her tiny body slide back and forth on my cock. Then I let go and she dropped to the floor. I managed to tuck my swollen cock back in my pants, seating it against my thigh and pulled her to me and kissed her hard again.

"You know what to do. Now do it," I ordered.

I went back in and sat down. Every guy there had seen my erection straining against my pants this time. I didn't care.

"Been playing baseball with Tammy in the kitchen?" asked Ed, "I see you have your baseball bat with you.“

They all laughed.

"No, I said, "I've just been planning the evening's entertainment. You guys do want to be entertained, don't you?“

Tammy came back out a few minutes later with more beers.

Just in time, it seemed. Everybody had gotten real thirsty, real fast. She picked up the tray with the remains of the appetizers and set it over on the coffee table. She came back and stood next to Dave.

"Who's winning?" she asked.

"Uh, nobody really. We're all pretty close to even,“ said Dave, "Why?“

"Well, I thought I'd sweeten the pots a little," she replied.

"We don't usually let women play in our poker games,“ said Ed.

"I didn't say I wanted to play, I just wanted to sweeten the pots a little," she said in that voice woman uses when a man isn't quite listening to her.

"How are you going to do that?" asked Dan.

"Well," she said, "I think I'll drop a piece of paper in a pot occasionally and whoever wins the pot can read it. He wins that as a prize.“

"What will these pieces of paper say?" asked Dave.

"You'll just have to wait and see," Tammy replied, "Do I get to play my little game?“

"Fine with me, said Dan, "I'm intrigued.“

"OK," said Ed, "Maybe it will change my luck.“

"I'm willing to bet it will, Ed," I replied, "How about you, Dave?“

"Let's do it, I can't dance," he said.

"I thought all black guys could dance," I teased him.

"No, we are all great athletes and have twelve inch... uh....you know," he said, getting embarrassed and looking in askance at Tammy.

"I think you meant to say 'cocks', didn't you, Dave. I've heard the word before, you know. You don't have to treat me like a lady.“

"Well, it's true. I can't dance worth a damn," he said good-naturedly.

"Whose deal is it?" I asked picking up the deck.

"My deal," said Ed, reaching for the cards. He anted for all of us and began to shuffle and deal. Tammy reached down the front of her sweater and took out a folded piece of paper with a number 1 on it. She tossed it in the pot.

Ed dealt five-card stud and after a last card showdown between he and Dave, Dave took the pot. He raked the chips into his pile. Then he picked up the piece of paper and opened it. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Read it out loud," urged Dan, "What's it say?“

Dave held the paper up and read "Order Tammy to sit on your lap and French kiss her for 30 seconds." He put the paper down and whistled long and low. Dan's jaw dropped. Ed sat there smiling and shaking his head in disbelief.

"Well," I said, "Do it. Let's keep this game moving.“

Dave looked up at Tammy, pushed his chair back from the table, took a deep breath and said, "Tammy, get your cute little ass over here, sit on my lap and French kiss me for thirty seconds.“

"Yes, Sir," said Tammy obediently.

She threw her left leg over his legs, straddling him, slid up so her groin was against his crotch, put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him hard. Her hips ground down into his as they kissed. We could see his long tongue exploring her mouth as it bulged her cheeks occasionally.

"Holy fucking shit," whispered Ed.

"Time's up," I said, after a few seconds, "Dan's deal.“

Tammy stood up and lifted her leg back over Dave's, giving everybody a flash of her cunny and stood there with her lipstick all smeared, breathing hard.

As Dan began to deal, she put another piece of paper in the pot. It had the number 2 on it.

This time Ed won. He seemed like he couldn't care less about the chips. All he wanted to rake in was that piece of paper.

He opened it and began to read, "Pull down Tammy's sweater and expose and kiss her left nipple.“

"Oh, Jesus," he muttered.

Tammy moved over and stood next to him. She thrust her chest out proudly at him. Ed looked at her breasts straining at the sweater and then looked around at all of us. He took a deep breath and reached up for her neckline. He stroked the top of her breast for a second or two and then slowly pulled the sweater down, stopping just before getting to her aureole.

"Oh God," he whispered, looking around at all of us.

With a final tug, her left breast popped free and the sweater fell down off her left shoulder. Several pieces of numbered paper fell from her sweater as she shrugged her arm out of the sleeve. Her turgid nipple was sticking out a half an inch from a very swollen aureole. He reached up with both hands and cupped her breast gently. Then he leaned forward and licked the tip of the nipple. Tammy moaned and leaned forward. Ed let the nipple slip between his lips. He began to suck on it, then biting it between his teeth and pulling it gently away from her breast. Everybody was holding their breath as they watched him. Her breast was one of the most perfect they had ever seen. It jutted out from her chest with no sag or droop. Ed began to lick it from the base, up over the nipple and to her shoulder.

Then he went back to sucking it. His wife's breasts were no more than 34-As. This was dream come true for him.

"Times up," I said, "Deal the cards.“

Tammy pulled back and her nipple came free from his mouth with a popping sound. She stood back and left her breast hanging free and her shoulder naked. Her nipple was wet with Ed's saliva. She reached down and picked up the pieces of paper tucking them up against her right breast.

She kept one in her hand and reached out and put it in the center of the table.

This hand went to Ed again.

"Shit," said Dan, "What a night to be on a losing streak.“

Ed opened the paper numbered 3 and read "Reach under Tammy's skirt and look for a surprise.“

She turned toward Ed again and stood there spreading her legs slightly. Ed reached out and put his hand under her pleated skirt.

"Describe it for us, Ed," I asked him.

"I feel a very wet pussy," he said, "No pubic hair.

Smooth as a billiard ball. A hard little clit.“

Just then Tammy swooned and had to reach down and steady herself against the table.

"What the hell are you doing?" asked Dan.

"I'm pinching her cunt lips on her clit," said Ed, "It drives my wife crazy.“

"Works on me too," breathed Tammy.

"What's the surprise?" I asked.

"Deeper, Ed," urged Tammy.

More of his hand disappeared up under her skirt and Tammy's eyes rolled back.

"What a tight little cunt," Ed said.

"Deeper," urged Tammy again.

"Wait. What's this," said Ed, "The woman has a fuse. No...it's....this.“

He pulled his hand out from under the skirt and he was holding a Maraschino cherry by the stem.

"A prize in every box," laughed Dave, "Are you going to eat it?“

"You bet," said Ed, popping the cherry in his mouth and savoring the taste, "My favorite flavor. Ummmmm.“

"Deal," said Dan, "I want to win one.“

It was my turn to deal and I dealt myself a winner.

I opened paper number 4 and read, "Show everybody Tammy's ass. If you won with a pair of Kings or higher, put something in it.“

Tammy walked over to me. I turned her away from the table and bent her over at the waist. I lifted the back of her skirt exposing her perfect round ass. My hands were all over it massaging and exploring. Tammy reached back and pulled her buns apart. Her tiny, pink anus flexed as she tightened and loosened her sphincter muscle.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum," said Dan, "What fine ass.“

"Not only that," I said, "but I won with a pair of aces. So....“

I slid a finger up between her legs and slid it around between her cunt lips and then put the tip against her anus and began to push it into her. There was a slight resistance and then her sphincter relaxed and allowed me entry. I twisted and turned my finger, forcing it deeper with each movement until my finger was buried in her up to the hilt.

"Schweet," breathed Dave.

"Deal," said Dan, clearly going crazy watching everybody else have all the fun.

Tammy stood up, flipped her skirt back down and put another piece of paper on the table. We played the hand and Dave won again.

"For crying out loud," said Dan, "What a night!“

Dave opened the paper, read it and handed it to Dan. "Here, this one's for you," he said.

Dan took it eagerly and began to read "Number 5. Let Tammy undress you and she'll suck you off.“

"You gave this to me?" asked Dan incredulously.

"My cock wouldn't fit in her tiny mouth and I plan to put my load in a different part of her body," said Dave matter-of-factly. We all knew from high school days that Dave's cock was even larger than mine, twelve inches long with a head somewhere between the size of a golf ball and a tennis ball.

Dan stood up and put his arms straight out from his shoulders, saying, "Take me, I'm yours, Tammy.“

Tammy walked over and pulled his T-shirt up over his head. She licked his nipples and rubbed his massive chest.

Her hands quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. His cock popped up as his pants and underwear dropped to his ankles. She pulled off his shoes and socks and slid his pants off. He stood there naked with his erection jutting out from between his legs. His circumcised cock was about 8 inches long, narrow and had an upward curve to it. Tammy dropped to her knees in front of him and began to lick his cock from the base to his cock tip like an ice cream cone. She finally grasped the base, pulled his cock into her mouth and gave him head as good as any I had ever gotten or seen in a porn video. She wrapped her lips around the head and then forced her head all the way onto it. Her lips were buried in his pubic hair. She began to do that over and over, starting slow and then pumping furiously. Dan's hips bucked as he drove his cock down her throat each time she lunged forward. With a loud groan, Dan put his hand at the back of her head and held her on his cock as he came. We could see her throat furiously swallowing his cum. She choked slightly and cum came out her nose. She pushed back, letting his cock slide from between her lips.

"Oh God, that was good," breathed Dan, "Motherfucker! Can that girl ever give good head. Can you teach my wife that technique?“

Tammy still held his cock and rubbed it on her cheeks and lips. Her eyes were glazed as she squeezed more cum from the shaft and eagerly licked it up not stopping until his cock began to soften in her hand. She stood up and using a napkin from the table, wiped the cum running from her nose. At least the cum she couldn't reach with her tongue.

"Gentlemen, are we here to play cards or what?" I asked, reaching for the deck. Everybody was so sexy up that nobody remembered whose deal it was so I just dealt again.

Tammy put paper number 6 in the center of the table. She stood there with her left breast hanging free, licking her lips and savoring the taste of Dan's cum. She had a glazed, wanton look in her eyes. She had turned into nothing more than a living 'fuck machine' for us and that was exactly what she wanted tonight. I thought back to earlier in the evening when she had off-handedly said she was our slave for tonight. I also wondered if she had let Teezy know what she had planned to do this evening. I sure hoped not.

I wanted some of Tammy's action tonight too and I didn't need Teezy knowing about it. She would surely kill me.

Dave won again. He read the paper and said, "This is more like it.“

"Like what, Asshole," said Ed impatiently, "Read it out loud.“

Dave read, "Let Tammy undress you and you can fuck her cunt doggie-style on the floor.“

Dave stood up, pushing his chair back from the table.

Tammy moved over dutifully and began to unbutton his shirt. The top of her head only came to his nipples so she had to reach up for the top buttons. He towered over her and I feared what might happen when he entered her. Tammy didn't seem bothered at all. If anything, she seemed quite excited, but Tammy had probably never seen Dave's dick. Even I could only imagine what it looked like angry.

She pulled his shirt down over his shoulders and then stopped.

"Break time," she said as she picked up the beer tray and walked into the kitchen. Dave stood there with a perplexed look on his face looking at us and wondering what she was up to.

"Did I say something wrong?" he asked us all.

We all shrugged. Was the party over? Had Tammy had enough? She came back out of the kitchen a few minutes later carrying the beer tray with four beers and four shots of tequila on it. No limes. She had taken the sweater off and her massive breasts swung and swayed over the beers.

She set the tray on the floor halfway across the room and picked up a shot glass and swallowed the tequila in one gulp. She moved a beer over to the edge of the tray and squatted down over it. The neck of the bottle disappeared under her skirt. She moved her knees closer together and stood up taking the beer bottle with her.

All we could see was the bottom of the bottle hanging down under her skirt. She half-walked and half-hobbled over to Ed.

"Have a beer, Ed," she said and he reached under her skirt. He pulled the beer out and took a sip.

Tammy went back to the tray and swallowed another shot glass of tequila and squatted over the next bottle. This one was mine. She repeated the same routine two more times before stopping in front of Dave. He took the beer from under her skirt and she dropped to her knees in front of him. Her hands quickly undid his belt and zipper. With one quick tug, she pulled his pants down to his knees. His huge cock flew up and hit her under her chin. A long strand of pre-cum flew from the tip and draped itself across the top of her breasts.

She rocked back on her heels and just stared at it in amazement. We all did. It was black and shiny, but the tip was pink. It was easily a foot long as it jutted out from his groin. The shaft was as thick as Tammy's wrist and the tip oozed precum in a steady stream. It floated it front of her face and she couldn't resist sticking her tongue out and catching the stream. The thick cum coiled down on her tongue like a rope. She swallowed and shook her head. The look in her eyes was a curious blend of fear, surprise, excitement and anticipation.

She got his shoes and pants off and then took his massive cock in both hands. Her hands only covered a third of it.

She just held it and marveled at it. She pushed her hands toward his stomach, pulling the skin back from the tip and his pee slit opened up. She put the tip of her tiny tongue in it. She rubbed it on her cheeks and face, tried and failed to get her lips around the head and then got down on her hands and knees.

"Fuck me, Dave," she whispered, "Fuck me good and hard. Put that giant cock in my cunt and drive it home. Do it now!“

Dave got on his knees behind her, lifted her skirt onto her back and nestled his cock tip up against her cunt.

We could see the head spread her cunt lips apart. She looked way too small to take him in, but as he leaned forward, first the head and then the shaft began to disappear up into her pussy. He gripped her hips and pulled her back onto him and he pressed forward. Inch by inch, his giant cock disappeared into her. With four inches still showing, he had bottomed out in her. He pulled his cock back out and Tammy moaned long and loud. With a quick thrust, he buried it in her again. She screamed this time.

"More," she moaned, "Faster. Deeper. Harder. Fuck me.“

He began stroking it in and out of her. Her cunt lips seemed to grab at his shaft as he pulled it out. He reached under her and grasped her tits. He began to knead them as he pumped. She began a deep moaning that turned into screams as he went faster and faster. Each time he bottomed out, her body spasmed. After what seemed like an eternity, he screamed and began to pump her full of cum. I looked down in surprise and saw my cock in my hands. I had no memory of taking it out of my pants. Dan and Ed were stroking theirs too. As Dave made his last few strokes into her, cum began gushing out from around his cock and running down the insides of thighs. With a last gasp, he bottomed out in her again and then pulled it out, letting go of her hips. She fell forward onto the rug and just lay there gasping with her eyes closed. Cum flowed from her exposed cunt onto the rug. He must have put a quart into her. His balls were big enough to hold at least that much. I sure didn't envy his wife having to deal with that monster every night. I had a lot more respect for her now.

He stood up and then dropped into his chair, his cock still sticking a foot into the air. He picked up his beer and drained it in one gulp. "I needed that," he said.

"No, I needed that," said Tammy in a tiny voice from the floor. She looked like she had been rode hard and put away wet. We let her just lay there, watching the cum run from her cunt.

Twenty minutes must have passed before she slowly got to her knees and then used the back of Ed's chair to pull herself to her feet.

She told Ed to stand up and took off his clothes. Ed's penis was the smallest of us, about 7 inches long, but thick. She sat him back down and put her face in his lap and sucked on him until he was as hard as he was going to get. She stood up and staggered over to an end table and opened the drawer. She took out four pairs of handcuffs. She handed them to me and told me to cuff Ed to his chair. I looked at Ed and he nodded. He sat in the chair and I cuffed his legs to the front legs of the chair and his hands to each side of the back of the chair.

Tammy faced him and straddled his legs. She moved forward until her breasts were in his face and her crotch was over his cock. She reached down and positioned his cock against her anus. She slowly dropped down onto it and it began to disappear up into her ass. Soon her butt cheeks were down on his lap, his cock buried in her rectum. She just sat there for a few minutes and then began to pump herself up and down on it, again and again, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Soon she was slamming herself down on his cock, lifting herself with her arms on Ed's shoulders. Ed enjoyed it as long as he could, but her tight little ass must felt just too good. With a loud groan, he began to cum up into her. She ground her ass down onto him, clenching her sphincter muscles again and again to pump him dry.

When she finally stood up, cum bubbled from her anus.

Cum was running down her thighs and calves in rivulets.

It seeped from her cunt and anus, but she seemed oblivious to it. She turned to me.

"Scott, get naked. Dan, take the cuffs off Ed and put them on Scott," she ordered.

I quickly stripped. My ten-inch cock stood out firm and proud. I wanted it in any hole she was willing to offer even if they had all been filled once already. Sloppy seconds on a woman like Tammy was better than going first on most other women. I had never been so horny in my life. I sat in the chair and let Dan cuff me into place.

"Dave and Dan, I want you to lower me onto his cock. I want him up my ass," Tammy said.

My cock jutted out from my lap, ten inches of hard manhood. Dan and Dave lifted Tammy under her knees and thighs and positioned her over my cock with her face away from me. Her anus was already stretched by Ed's cock, but his was nothing compared to mine. She reached between her legs and positioned my cock tip in her hole, Ed's cum lubricating the entry.

"Now, down," she ordered, "Slowly.“

I groaned as her tight ass slid down on my cock. Tammy leaned forward. When four or five inches were in her, she held up her hands. Dave and Dan stopped, holding her in that position.

"Let me go," she screamed.

Dave and Dan let her go and she slid down onto my cock.

Eight of the ten inches slid into her ass in a second.

She bounced her body until all ten inches were buried in her. I wanted to reach around and grab those tits.

I wanted to kiss her and hold her, but the damn cuffs held me confined. I could feel her clenching her ass muscles, grabbing my cock. I was in heaven.

"I want one more thing, Scott" groaned Tammy.

"What's that?" I asked her as I pumped my hips up against her ass, "Whatever you want you can have it.“

"Are you sure?" she asked again.

"Yes, Baby, what is it?" I pleaded.

"I want to suck on Teezy's nipples," she said.

I froze.

"What are you talking about," I demanded to know, "What does my wife have to do with this?“

"Teezy," shouted Tammy.

I looked over in the den and saw Teezy walking toward me. She was wearing an identical outfit as Tammy only in black. I wriggled in the chair in frustration trying to get out from under Tammy so Teezy wouldn't see me.

"Oh hi Scott," said Teezy with a big smile, "Having fun?“

Chapter 3
Teezy came out from the kitchen and strode in with a big 'shit eating' grin on her face. She was dressed almost like Tammy except her outfit; boots, skirt and sweater, were black. Her long, straight, platinum blonde hair fell below her shoulders. Her sweater was a turtleneck, however. It was an outfit I had never seen her wear before. I struggled to stand, but the cuffs had me pinned down and Tammy's weight mounted on my cock made it a hopeless gesture. She walked up to Tammy and kissed her full on the lips. Their mouths opened and I could tell they were trading saliva in a most ardent manner. Teezy reached up and began to pinch Tammy's long nipples, pulling them into hard little points. Tammy was reciprocating by mauling Teezy's tits through the sweater. Finally, Teezy pulled back and looked down behind Tammy at my cock buried in her ass. She pulled out a small leather strap that we had used in the past to extend our lovemaking sessions and pulled it tight around the base of my cock.

"I thought Tammy was supposed to give you the weenies, not the other way around," she said with a smile.

"I..uh...I got carried away. She made herself available and..." I stammered.

"And you placated her by burying your ten inches up her ass? What a nice guy you are," she sneered, "Is she tight, Scott? Does it feel good to have your cock buried in her ass?"
"Teez, I'm sorry. I..." I stammered some more, trying to get myself out of this mess. The other guys were standing around dumbfounded. Nobody knew what to say.
"No, Dear, no need to apologize. You were just being a good friend and neighbor. I'm sure it was the right thing to do.
After all, I've never let you put it up my ass. It must have been an offer you couldn't refuse." she said in a soothing manner that scared me to death, "Tammy tried to talk me into letting you put it up my ass numerous times, but I never had the courage. She said it felt good. It does feel good doesn't it, Tammy, my love?“
"Your husbands cock is the biggest I have ever had in there," said Tammy, "It feels real good. I think the tip is up between my lungs somewhere. Are you sure you don't want to try it?“
"Why, yes, I do," smiled Teezy, "I'd really like to try it. Right now, in fact.“
"Do you want me to get off Scott's cock so you can get on?" asked Tammy with an evil smile.
"No, that's all right. There are plenty of other cocks here that I can use," said Teezy looking around at the other cocks in the room. All of them were rigid again or nearing it at the thought of having Teezy. Dave's giant black cock stood out and pointed up toward the ceiling. He was stroking it and staring at Tammy ass.
"NO," I screamed and struggled in vain, "You can't.“
Teezy swung around and put her hands on her hips and stared at me, her face turned red.
"You sit there with your cock buried in another woman's ass and tell me what I can and can't do? You've got your fucking nerve. You asshole," she snarled, "Were you going to tell me about this evening when you got home? Or were you just going to sneak in the shower and beg off making love due to a headache? Never mind, I can tell by the look on your face. I've been in the pantry all evening hoping you would be faithful to me and resist Tammy's advances. Instead you took all of them and even orchestrated the entire evening. Aren't you the gracious host with someone else's wife?“
She turned back to Tammy. "I put the strap on his cock so he wouldn't get scared and shrink up inside of you, Dear. He does that when he gets scared. Don't you, Lovebug?" she sneered at me, "You just keep him occupied while I taste some of these eager cocks pointing at me. Do you mind?“
Tammy wiggled her ass down hard on my cock and said, "Not at all, Teez, Watch out for Dave's cock though. It will take the wind out of you.“
"I've wanted Dave's cock for as long as Scott's wanted your tits," she said softly, "He was so busy that night in the hot tub looking at your breasts that he never noticed my attraction for Dave's cock. Too bad for him, it could have ended there.“
Tammy pulled Teezy in front of her.
"Did you wear it?" she asked in a whisper.
"Yes," said Teezy, "Want to see it?“
"I want to try it," said Tammy, "May I?“
"Please“
Tammy slowly lifted up the front of Teezy's sweater. The other three guys moved around to see. All of them were stroking themselves while watching my wife's chest be exposed. I looked over Tammy's shoulder and my eyes bugged out in amazement. Teezy had a black leather bra on that was way too tight. Her massive breasts spilled out around the edges of it, but what I saw were her nipples. The bra was cut out around the nipples. Two two-inch holes extruded her nipples out obscenely. The bra was so tight, her nipples extended three inches out of the holes. They were red and swollen. Her nipples weren't as long as Tammy's but they were quite succulent. Tammy clamped her lips down on the left one, sucking it loudly into her mouth. She began to lift herself a few inches off my cock and pump back down on it as she sucked. I knew she was enjoying it. Teezy moaned and pushed her chest forward forcing more into Tammy's eager mouth. Dave stepped forward and reached out to pinch the other nipple.
"Touch her and I'll kill you, you motherfucker," I screamed at him.
"Seems to me like we have an open invite," said Dave as his finger and thumb closed on the swollen nipple, "If you did this with Steve's wife, you'd have probably done it with my wife too. So....“
Teezy reached down and grasped his shaft. She began stroking it, pulling back the head and forcing precum out the tip.
"Ohhh," she said, "Nice. This is fucking amazing. It's even bigger than Scott's. Did you take this up the ass, Tammy?“
"No way," gasped Tammy, as she dropped back onto my lap again, "It was more than I could handle to take him in my cunt.“
Without asking, Ed dropped to his knees behind Teezy and lifted her skirt. He pushed his face between her ass cheeks and began making wet, sucking noises. I saw his hand come around the front of her thighs and move up under the front of her skirt.
"Oh, God," he said in a whisper, "She's ready. This girl is wet and waiting.“
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," I screamed as I struggled to loosen myself.
"Good idea, Honey," said Teezy in a hoarse whisper, spreading her legs and leaning forward slightly to allow Ed easier access, "I think I'll do just that. Do you want the bra now, Tam?“
"Please," said Tammy.
Teezy reached behind her and unclasped the bra. She had to struggle to get her nipples out of the holes. Even after the bra was off, her breasts were distorted and her nipples and aureole stuck out a couple of inches from the rest of her breasts. Tammy pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it across the room. Teezy arched her back and forced her nipple back in Tammy's mouth. Then she reached down and began to put the bra on Tammy. Dave assisted to get Tammy's nipples positioned in the holes and together they snapped it in the back. Tammy's nipples began to extrude out the holes as Teezy's had. Her nipples seemed to be growing even longer, if that was possible.
"Here Scott. You can play with these while I go play with something else," said Teezy wickedly, cupping Tammy's breasts, "Oh, that's right. You can't reach them. Too bad.
Can't get soft. Can't get off. Can't touch the swollen nipples. Poor boy. All you can do is keep your numb cock up Tammy's ass. Darn. You're gonna miss all the fun, I guess. Dave come around and stand behind me, please.“
Dave moved around and Ed moved out of the way. His face was wet with saliva and he was licking his lips.
"God, her ass is tight," he said, "I could hardly get my tongue in there.“
Teezy reached under her skirt and between her legs, pulling Dave's hard cock up between them. It stuck out four inches beyond the front of her thighs. She let her skirt drop down and looked down.
"Look, Tammy, I have a cock now too. Do you want me to fuck you?" Teezy said with a laugh.
"Not right now, but I'd love to suck your cock, Teezy. Can I?" she said.
"Sure, you go right ahead," she said as she lifted her skirt again.
Tammy bent down and took Dave's cockhead in her hands and sucked hard on the tip. She could hardly get her tiny mouth around it. Dan and Ed had moved up on either side of Teezy and were sucking on her huge tits. Saliva made her breasts glisten. She reached down and took their cocks in her hands and began to stroke them.
I was going fucking crazy. These people were having their way with my wife and I couldn't do a thing about it except yell. I screamed bloody murder.
"Gosh, he noisy, isn't he?" asked Teezy to no one in particular, "I'm having a hard time enjoying myself with all this noise. Maybe if Dave stuck his cock in Scott's mouth, he'd quiet down? Dave, would you do that for me?“
"I've never done anything like that before," Dave said, "What would I get to do to you in return?“
"Whatever you wanted," said Teezy smiling, "Whatever you wanted.“
"No fucking way," I screamed, "No fucking way I'm going to have a cock in my mouth.“
"He seems to think he has something to say about the matter," laughed Teezy, "OK, Tammy, get off of him. Ed and Dan, lower the chair down onto the floor. Let's see how well Scott sucks Dave's cock.“
"Wait. Wait. Wait," I screamed, horrified at the thought of a cock in my mouth.
Teezy paused.
"Are you going to be quiet from now on?" said Teezy, "Do you think you can just sit there quietly and watch us have our fun? I nodded frantically, anything to keep that cock out of my mouth.
"Tammy, get off of him. He's had his fun.
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