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So Linda and I went outside while they stayed inside and did whatever they did with each other. A few minutes later they came out and Ginny looks at me and says “Now you”.Inside Ginny sits opposite me and pulls her pants down, and there I am staring at this tiny vagina. I’m not sure what to do and I want to leave but I’m afraid of what the others will say so I undo my fly and pull out my penis. She looks at it for a while and then goes “Now it’s Linda’s turn”. We exit and watch Linda and Stewart go in the cubby and all we can hear is laughing and giggling, about 5 minutes later Stewart comes out and motions for me to enter. When I do Linda is standing there naked from the waist down, she looks the same as Ginny did but to me they both look like there is something missing between their legs.I want to go home, I don’t like being here anymore. The girls are laughing at something and I’m sure it’s about me. Apparently Stewart’s dick got hard when they both touched it and I wouldn’t touch. Eric won the next hand, followed by Carl again. That drained me once more.As Candy sat down on his lap again, Carl threw $50 worth of chips across the table at me before I even had a chance to say anything. I just looked on wordlessly as he tugged on the tie behind Candy’s neck that held her top up. Feeling it go slack, she squealed and threw her arm up over her breasts. Carl just untied the other string that went around her back, and dealt the cards.With only one hand free, Candy had a more difficult time keeping Carl’s hands away from her treasure. By the end of the hand, which by some miracle I had won, the bikini top had slipped almost completely off. As she walked away from Carl on her way over to my side of the table, he reached out and pulled the top completely off.“I think I’ll keep this.” He said as he stuffed it into his pocket with a big shit eating grin. “Well worth what I paid for it.”My daughter kept her arm over her chest as she sat down on my lap. I couldn’t remember.
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