You and your parents have a Friday night tradition: game night. Every week, basically, you sit down and play something. Lately, though, your mom has wanted to play poker, not Life or Monopoly or anything. And she wants to bet real money, too. The thing is…she isn’t very good. She’s bad at bluffing, and she plays way beyond her means. This week is no exception, and although you’re used to her putting big money into the pot, the ante is really upped this time: she’s got the deed to the house, her car title…everything is on the line! She’s so sure she’s got it in the bag, that this hand is the one that’ll win the whole thing…but everything’s already in the pot. Your dad leans over, suggests something else for her offer…she blushes. You can’t imagine what’s happening but there’s a bit of back and forth between them before your mother stands, shimmying in her skirt, pulling down her panties before dropping them ceremoniously onto the pile of money on the card table. What?! NO, she can’t be this desperate, can she? I mean, yeah, she may feel like she needs to win some of this back…but is she really proposing…no, she can’t be??…but her steely reserve makes you take the bait. You’ve always had a thing for your mom, wrong though it is, and there is no beating this hand. Of course, when you set your cards down on the table, she balks. She tries to back out, but you’ve won, fair and square, and it’s time for her to pay up. Besides, watching her beg, squirm, blush…it’s all just turning you on more. You head into the back bedroom and watch as she tries shyly to talk you down. But there’s no going back now, you tell her. “Just a handjob?” she begs, and you nod, knowing that a handjob is just the beginning. She may not like it yet, but you’re going to fuck her holes however you please, and as much as she may hate giving head, you’re going to cum right into your mom’s pouting mouth. She’s always been a sore loser.
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