Tell Kyle he’s a loser, you’ve already got Maria, you want him out of the way so you can focus on getting his mom

“Kyle, don’t be a sore loser. You don’t have any chips, you should just go back to your room and wait for all this to end.” To your surprise, your friend actually listens to your command, the wimp obeying you in his own home. Maria doesn’t even say goodbye, comfortably pressing her fleshy ass into your thigh and her magnificent tits dangling below your chin as she’s curled on your lap.

“So, buddy,” you say to Kyle’s dad, “You ready to go all in?”

“I don’t know if I have enough chips to match you.”

“What do you say you wager your wife here?”

“Jesus son, you really need two cheerleaders?”

You grin sadistically. Of course you need both women.

You play out the hand. By the end of it, of course, Kyle’s mom is sitting right on your other knee, both beautiful women happily sharing the warmth of your lap. You slide your hand on her waist so you can feel the perky tips of her bottom. What a MILF.

“How about one last hand,” Kyle’s dad says, “And if I win, then we share those two cheerleaders on your lap.”

Oh yeah? Was Kyle’s dad admitting that he wanted a piece of Maria too? It would be hot to team up and destroy both these women with another stud.

On the other hand, you could definitely defeat this asshole and send him packing too. Who wants to share?