Claim your prize.

“Damn it.” Ashley mutters to herself in a rare act of swearing as she lays her losing hand on the table. She just sits for a moment staring at the cards as if hoping they will magically change.

It takes all your willpower not to cheer for joy. The arrogant little cheater, the thorn in your side for the last two years, is one hand away from losing the game. But there is now more immediate entertainment to be enjoyed. With great pleasure you watch your nemesis squirm as she builds up the courage to strip off her bra.

“Well?” You finally inquire, demanding action. “You lost, time to pay up princess.”

Giving a sigh that is a mixture of frustration and humiliation the beautiful blonde stands and with trembling hands slips her bra straps off her shoulders. You sit back, crossing your hands behind your head, fully enjoying every moment. The intense pleasure you feel is a combination of pride at seeing the big titted witch so humbled, and desire that you will get to see more of her amazing body.

Reaching behind her back, which causes her tits to nicely jute forward, she begins to undo her bra clasp and then again pauses, looking to you hoping for some mercy. Your fixated lustful glare at her chest gives your answer. “Fuck.” She again swears and turning her head to the side to avoid your hungry eyes she lets her bra drop to the floor baring her breasts.

“Their incredible.” Your thoughts are spoken out loud without you even realizing it. Ashley’s head bobs about as her body squirms with humiliation at your comment and your clear enjoyment at the sight of her naked tits. With a nervous twitch she briefly covers her breasts with her arms. Before you can object she musters up enough willpower to continue her payment for losing the hand. Dropping her arms to her side, she clenches her hips with her hands, gluing them in place to prevent them from again interfering with your prize. As she had learned from losing her pants, Ashley knows that part of the payment is not just a loss of a piece of clothing but to submit to a visual inspection for your pleasure. She keeps her head turned to the side out of humilation and angry not wanting to witness your triumphant gaze. She does pay up, however, standing still allowing you to enjoy the view of her topless body.

She might be a cheater, but there is now doubt Ms. Caryn is simply stunning. You have seen playmates and centerfolds that couldn’t compare to the sexy curves she possesses. Her breasts are truly magnificent; soft, yet firm, ample mounds that sway with every controlled breath, pointing out, almost defying gravity. Her areolas are of medium size, as well her perky nipples, which are fully erect.

It takes all your mental discipline not to reach out and cup one with your hand. After several minutes you end the show, for the promise of a greater one. “Alright princess, let’s see if I can beat that thong off you next.”

Ashley doesn’t comment, clearly the arrogant banter has been whipped out of her as she puts all her concentration on somehow winning the next two hands. As you shuffle and deal out the next hand Ashley covers up the tip of her breasts with her left forearm and picks up the cards with her right hand.