<i>She’s on to you, Old Man.  Something in your eyes or your facial expression gave it away.  Remind me never to let you play high stakes poker.</i><br/><br/>I fackin’ hate poker anyway! Paul annoyingly thought.<br/><br/><i>Just as well then.</i><br/><br/>Naturally, Paul didn’t think he gave anything away.  But if he had to guess what could’ve betrayed him, it would have to be his thoughts beginning with Jemma, then shifting to Charlette.<br/><br/>Her attention to his earlobe refocused him immediately, as goosebumps dotted his skin.  Charlette’s sexy moans near his ear predictably intensified the situation.  Paul’s pace increased accordingly at her request to cum for her.  Her bounteous breasts jiggled in harmony to his thrusts.