than you do, so allow us to do what we must to cross the finish line.â
Without responding, Jaylin took his next shot, and then I took mine. This time, I made it.
âNice shot, nice ass, and beautiful titties,â Jaylin complimented. âYouâre right. I couldnât care less about the money, but I do believe in playing fair. Roc will be blindsided by all of this. Explain to me why you are coming down so hard on the brotha?â
âItâs personal. If I told you, you wouldnât understand. And the truth of the matter is life isnât fair. We both know that, so donât act like Iâm sharing something with you that you donât already know.â
âI agree, but I expected more from you, Chase. I didnât think youâd get yourself involved in personal, petty issues that may turn out to backfire. You must know that Roc is nobodyâs fool.â
âI never said he was a fool, but this time he will be my little sucker. Regardless of what you say, heâs coming down, because I donât appreciate how heâs treated me, and I donât like men who wish to have their cake and eat it too. If youâre one of those men, Iâm sure you can understand where a woman like me is coming from. So, if I were you, Jaylin Rogers, I wouldnât have too much sympathy for Roc, especially since he didnât hesitate when it came to voting you out of here. I wonder, if the shoe was on the other foot, if heâd be as concerned about you as you seem to be about him?â
âTrust me when I say Iâm not as concerned about him as I am about you. Iâm trying to prevent you from making a big mistake by interfering in his personal life. The buck should stop here, shouldnât it?â
I shrugged, wholeheartedly disagreeing. âMaybe it should, but thatâll be my choice to make. And if youâre so concerned about me, I can show you what you should be concerned about more than anything.â
I laid my pool stick on the table and climbed on top of it. While on my hands and knees, I crawled to the center of the table and looked to my left at Jaylin.
âThis is what you should concern yourself with. Go check things out from the back and see what you can do with it.â
He studied my flawless body as he circled the pool table. When he got to my backside, I spread my knees further apart so he could see the string from my thong being swallowed by the folds of my moist pussy lips.
âGet a good look,â I invited. âConcern yourself with the overflowing wetness and let me know what youâre prepared to do about it.â
He remained at the end of the table, narrowing his eyes. He touched my right ass cheek first and then put his other hand on the left one.
âDo you mind if I get a closer look?â he asked.
âPlease do. Help yourself and examine it how you wish.â
He spread my cheeks to look deeper inside. I felt the string sink further into my slippery lips. I was so wet from thinking about him being inside of me again.
âUmph, umph, umph,â he said. âI must say that things are looking pretty damn good from where I see it. But the problem is, in order for me to indulge myself, you need to win this game. If you donât win, I canât fulfill our agreement. Itâll be unfortunate if we have to leave here deprived.â
âI agree, so I have a better idea. How about I throw in the towel and watch you play the remainder of the game? After youâre finished, weâll discuss our little so-called agreement and consider changing the rules. I have a feeling that some adjustments may have to be made.â
He removed his hands from my ass cheeks and picked up the pool stick. As I remained on the table, he worked around me and carefully shot his balls, including the eight ball, into the holes. That made him the winner of our game. He acknowledged so when he laid the stick back down on the