“Dude, your wife was the one that started talking shit while you were getting drinks. Sal never even got a chance to shoot this game. Amateur porn MOOOOOO!”
“That’s the way, moooo. “Double penetration, baby. I’m sorry you had to go through that.” She pulled a beer from the fridge and handed it to me. Only, I didn’t know what to say next. I held my breath as I watched Kate contemplate trying to sink a stripe off a bank shot, then she just nudged the cue ball off a striped ball. Mike stood on the stage next to a chair. While he had I been talking, Kate had stuck the neck of the bottle back into herself and moved it in and out with her left hand. I figured the game hinged on this shot. She held still for a moment. Where Kate had curly auburn hair, Jen had stringy dishwater blonde hair. Your girl is crazy! Take your time and think about your next shot.”
She nodded. All the men gathered around and I was sure they had a great view of my wife’s bare swollen pussy. I don’t want your money, bitch. Kate tried to make a long range shot and cursed under her breath when she missed.
