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Chapter 27

Brendon

12:17 PM SATURDAY

“And now to announce our grand prize…We have one pair of solid gold dentures for our lucky winner! Courtesy oftheMr. Fabio.” The announcer says into the microphone, and points to Fabio…or his impersonator. It’s impossible to tell.

Who knows what’s real and what’s fake in this town?

I look over at Mysti May who’s covering her mouth, trying not to laugh, and I smile, her laughter’s contagious.

“Do you think that’sreallyFabio?” I lean over to ask her, while my hand slides up her thigh.

Her body stiffens as my touch electrifies her. I know because her touch has the same effect on me.

“That can’t really be him!” She giggles and gradually spreads her legs apart, inviting me in.

“Next square: Reverse cowgirl,” the announcer reads off a random chip, dictating our next move and effectively pulling us back to the game.

I look over my spaces and fail to find Reverse Cowgirl, though I can’t help but fill it out in my mind. I imagine, grabbing onto Mysti’s ass, watching as her back arches, and her cunt rides my cock.

My cock stiffens and tightens against my pants as the porn repeatedly plays in my head.

She notices and mimics my hand movement, sliding up my thigh. But she explores farther, using a finger to stroke the fabric over my shaft. I bite my lip, forcing myself to stay quiet, even though I feel the groan kindling, emerging from my balls.

“Next up: Anal!” The announcer reads off the next square, and there are a few chuckles in the crowd.

Fuck! I don’t have that one…again.

Mysti retracts her hand and puts a sweet tart penis onto her ‘anal’ square.

Damn, her sheet is almost covered in penises.

Her hand lands back onto my bulge, and she leans into me. Her hard nipples pierce my skin, and I can see her chest rising erratically. She’s so fucking turned on right now, panting and practically begging for my cock. It’s taking everything in me not to bend down and sink myself into her wet cunt.

Taking her other hand, she grabs my jaw and turns me to face her. Biting down on her lip, her eyes meet mine, and they sear into me.

I bear down, hoping not to come in my pants.

“If you win me those dentures, I’ll let you fuck my ass,” she wages.

Jesus fucking Christ.

You’ve got to be kidding me!

I look at her card and then back at mine and feel almost sad. I have no idea how I’m going to win this, but no, I will not admit defeat.

I’m not going to let this opportunity pass me by. I will win her those damn gold dentures, even if I have to sell my soul to do it.

One way or another, I’ll make that ass mine.

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Fabio’s gold dentures clatter on top of the slot machine as I bend Mysti over and pound into her ass.

“Fffffuck!” Mysti screams. “Harder!”

My fingers pinch into her waist, and I thrust into her faster and rougher.

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