Jaylin's World

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Authors: Brenda Hampton
obvious that the old woman may have been playing with her Social Security check. The jackpot on her machine was over $8,000. When I fed in another $100, she thanked me.
    â€œSee what you can do with that,” I said.
    She pulled the handle twice, and to both of our surprise, the Lucky 7s fell on the payline. She screamed out loudly, covering her mouth.
    â€œWe won!” she shouted. “Thank you! Thank you, thank you, Jesus, we won!”
    Everybody started crowding around, and the flashing lights were going off. The lady kept hugging me. When she asked me if I was going to offer her some of the money, all I could do was laugh.
    â€œThat’s not my money, that’s your money,” I said.
    â€œBut ... but you gave it to me. You put that money in there and the jackpot belongs to you. Plus you have to get back all of the money you put into the other machine.”
    The lady reminded me of Nanny B, chubby and adorable. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. “Enjoy your money, ma’am. Have a good day.”
    Her eyes watered and she watched me walk away.
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    When I returned to the suite, it was almost three o’clock in the morning. I quietly made my way into the room, only to see Scorpio lying on her back with her legs partially opened. My eyes dropped between her legs, and my dick started throbbing. Her breasts were so plump and pretty. Like always, her pussy looked good enough to eat. My mouth had gotten moist. I had to wipe the wetness from my lips.
    Then I asked myself, Why in the hell am I standing here depriving myself? Hell, I’d gotten away with the shit before. Once a man gets away with it one time, we are always gaming to creep again. What Nokea didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, would it? There was no way in hell she’d find out, and I knew Scorpio wouldn’t say a word. She’d kept our secret for this long, so what did I have to lose?
    I slowly removed my shirt, but then I thought again about how guilty I felt the last time I’d gone there with Scorpio. I could barely look Nokea in the eyes, and it took me a while to forgive myself for what I’d done. Not wanting to feel that way again, I sighed and walked toward the door. I thought about getting another room for the night, just so I wouldn’t put myself in a messed-up situation as I had done before. But no sooner than my hand touched the doorknob, my selfish way of thinking wouldn’t allow me to walk away. It wasn’t nothing but sex, and since I lived many miles away from Scorpio, the chances of her interfering would be slim to none. With that in mind, I removed all of my clothes and made my way onto the bed, easing between Scorpio’s legs. I wrapped them around my back. When I felt her legs tighten, I knew she was awake. I turned my tongue in circles around her hard nipples. As the arch in her back formed, she reached down and navigated my nine-plus inside her.
    â€œOoh, Jaylin,” she painfully let out. “Make love to me this time. I still love you so much. And this dick ... you know how much I love you inside me.”
    I kept dipping into her soaking wet tunnel, without a thought or care in the world. She and I having sex together, we could star in a porn movie and make millions. Sex between us was that damn sexy, and the connection we had was addictive. I flipped her on top of me, and Scorpio rode me at a slow, tranquilizing pace. We stared into each other’s eyes, and that alone was powerful. I felt heavily sedated by her slow movements. Before I left the hotel room, I intended to give her my all.
    â€œDon’t leave us,” she said, grinding down on me. “Please don’t leave us again.”
    While massaging her curvaceous ass, and tightening up my eyes from the feel of her gushy, warm pussy, all I could say was “I won’t leave you. Never again.” My dick was probably speaking for me right now, but my heart was in it too.

SCORPIO
    Okay, so

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