Chance squeezes through Rachel's pussy lips, writhing and wriggling his way like a snake. It wasn't easy, but at least he was out. Chance looked at his hands and clothes in disgust as they were covered in femcum. "What the--? How in the world does that even...nevermind. I don't want to dwell on it. Anyways thanks for letting me out. But now that got me in the mood to gamble some more. So how about we up the anté? I'll give you something of value if you're willing to offer up something of equal value as well."