He Really Likes To Gamble

Why is he looking at me like--

Spuuuurt~

… Oh, he's orgasming… Can you not look at me while you're doing that?

I felt a pair of hands reach around and turned my head away from the sight, only for me to be pulled into Amber's bosoms.

"Can you not look at her like that? She's not your fap material." Amber growled.

He chuckled, "Is she yours then?"

"Damn right she is," Amber admitted proudly.

He then reached out and patted his bodyguard's head, the woman pulling back and leaving a bridge of saliva mixed with his seed still connecting between her lips to the guy's member.

He didn't even bother putting his pants on properly and stood up, prompting her to start helping him put it back on unbidden.

In the meantime, he was facing us with his arms outstretched, "I know what we can bet on that would definitely interest you!"

I struggled to free myself from Amber's chest, "Why are you so keen on betting though?"