I remember the first time I saw her like this, her lips wrapped around that cock, her eyes closed in ecstasy. She was always a wild card at the poker table, but this was different. This was her playing a game I didn’t know the rules to. The cards and chips scattered in the background, a silent witness to her submission. She was my hotwife, and she loved every second of it. The way she sucked, the way she moaned, it was like she was winning a hand I didn’t even know we were playing. And I? I was just a spectator, a cuckold watching his wife get off on another man’s cock. It was a game of chance, and she was the house, always winning, always taking what she wanted. And I? I was just the fool who bet it all and lost.



I then watch and lick them both clean afterwards.
I love cuckold gambling stories.