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Let my godfather ejaculate on the gambling table 

The dinner party that day was arranged by my godmother, Sophie, at a high-end club. We were all required to wear formal attire, and my aunt and cousin's dresses were quite revealing.
My aunt, Lin Zixin, is a white-collar worker at a foreign company, and my cousin, Lin Xiaowen, is a secretary at a large company; they've both been through a lot. Okay, I went along with their advice, though secretly I also wanted to show off my figure.
When I came out dressed neatly and lightly made up, I received unanimous praise. My mother, seeing how beautiful I looked, was beaming with delight. She's very well-maintained, and her outfit was sexy and beautiful; standing next to me in photos, we looked like sisters.
My godfather stood outside watching me surrounded by several women. Behind his smiling expression, I saw male desire. I gave him a deliberately seductive glance, and his gaze became somewhat intense. Thinking about how he kept calling my name and talking about me while he and my mother were making love, I felt a little wet. Oh no, that sexy thong was going to get soaked very easily!
We all went out together. My godfather's driver, Wang Tao, drove a Bentley, with my godfather in the front and my mom and me in the back. My aunt's husband, Lin Yueshan, drove an Audi Q5 with my aunt Lin Ziyun, cousin Lin Xiaowen, and cousin's husband, He Feng. My other aunt, Lin Zixin, and her boyfriend, Guan Jianguo, drove a Jeep Compass. The three cars set off together for the club. My godmother was already urging us to hurry.
The group of ten arrived at the club. My godmother greeted us at the entrance, hugged and kissed me, and praised how beautiful I was. After passing through the magnificent lobby, we went to the backyard, where some of my godmother and godfather's friends were already drinking and playing cards. When they saw us come in, they all stopped to congratulate me, handing me gifts or red envelopes and saying compliments, making me feel excited and flattered.
My aunt and cousin helped me collect the gifts. Several men invited me to play cards, saying they would teach me a few moves. I didn't know how to play, so my godfather said, "Then I'll show you how."
I turned to look at my mother and godmother. They smiled and said, "Xiaoqian is all grown up now, go and have some fun. Let your godfather teach you how to play."
These women hadn't seen each other in a long time. My godmother, Sophie, held my mother's hand and kept praising me for inheriting my mother's genes, saying I was just as beautiful and sexy as her.
My mother, who had been having an affair with her husband, my godfather, that afternoon, seemed a little embarrassed. Following her words, the women started chatting endlessly about fashion, while others were drinking and chatting or playing mahjong. He Feng and Guan Jianguo, both in marketing, took the opportunity to network with some business elites.
My godfather led me to a card table, which looked like a Macau casino. A handsome man in a white shirt, black vest, and bow tie was dealing the cards.
After I sat down, a man eagerly handed me a stack of chips. I saw the amounts were 2000, 5000, and 10000; the stack of chips he gave me was probably over 100,000. I thought, if that were real money, it would be a lot.
They were playing baccarat. My godfather sat next to me, holding onto the back of my chair, explaining the rules to me and telling me to watch a few rounds before betting.
Baccarat typically uses eight decks of cards, which are shuffled and placed in the dealing box. Each round, both the banker and the player receive at least two cards, but no more than three. The first and third cards are dealt to the "player," and the second and fourth cards to the "banker." Whether or not to draw cards depends on the drawing rules (or card rules). Unlike blackjack, in baccarat, players can bet on either the banker or the player; there are no restrictions.
In baccarat, an ace is counted as 1 point; cards from 2 to 9 are counted according to their displayed value; 10, J, Q, and K are counted as zero points (some casinos count them as 10 points).
When the total value of all cards exceeds 9, only the units digit is counted. Therefore, the value of a card with an 8 and a 9 is 7 points (8 + 9 = 17). Since Baccarat only counts the units digit of the cards, the maximum possible value is 9 points (e.g., a 4 and a 5: 4 + 5 = 9), and the minimum is 0 points, also known as a baccarat (e.g., a 10 and a q: 10 + 10 = 20, only the units digit is 0).
When paying out, the first two cards determine a pair, and then the final result is determined according to the betting rules. The higher the points, the better the Banker or Player wins, or it's a tie (including cases where a third card is dealt). If the player who bets receives 8 or 9 points (i.e., a standard hand), then the Banker or Player wins. Baccarat betting strategies: A long streak of Banker, Player, and single cards results in a winning hand; a streak of two Banker and two Player cards results in a tie; the worst bet is a single-double streak (bppbpp or pbbpbb) with only one card. This method can be used with flat betting or in conjunction with betting strategies; you can start from the beginning of a shoe of cards or cut in from the middle.
My godfather whispered the rules in my ear, teaching me the mantra: "Mantra: Follow the banker when you see the banker, follow the player when you see the player, follow the jump when you see a jump, stop after a three-loss, win six after a five-loss, stop at five-five." His voice was deep and magnetic, his breath made my ears warm, and the faint smell of tobacco was captivating. This was the voice of a man, the charm of a man. Compared to him, my boyfriend was too immature, only good as a vibrator, sorry, his size wasn't even as good as a vibrator.
My mind wandered, and I realized that I, like my mother, was starting to fall for my godfather, this charming man. My tender little pussy began to heat up and become wet.
I noticed that after I sat down, the men always looked in my direction, talked to me, and explained the rules to me—it was kind of like they were trying to curry favor. I knew they were looking at my chest, practically wanting to rip open my dress and touch my breasts, but that feeling excited me, especially since my sugar daddy couldn't help but sneak peeks at my breasts, which gave me waves of excitement.
When I started betting according to his instructions, he would help me look at my cards, and occasionally, he or I would deliberately let his arm touch my breasts. I did it very subtly, laughing exaggeratedly and innocently, so he wouldn't realize I was deliberately letting him grope me. I could feel his excitement and the thrill he was experiencing. I secretly saw a rod-like object slowly growing under his trousers.
After losing five hands in a row, I started raising the bet. Although it was just chips, not cash, I didn't want to lose; I liked to win.
After I raised the bet, I kept winning. I was down to 20,000 chips, but each time I bet 10,000, and if I won, I'd get back 10,000 and bet another 10,000. When we reached the sixth round, my "godfather" didn't let me take back my chips. So, in the seventh round, I bet 20,000, and if I won, it became 40,000. In the eighth round, it became 80,000, and in the ninth round, it became 160,000. In the tenth round, the cards were dealt, and if I won, it would become 320,000, plus what I had won before, I would have 400,000! Although it was just chips, it was really exciting.
At this point, the other player had a 2 and a 3, totaling 5 points, while my first card was a K and my second card was a 6, giving me a good chance of winning. But then the other player took a third card and surprisingly dealt a 3, making it 8 points! My "godfather" had already dealt me the third card, but I didn't dare to reveal it. I could only win if I revealed a 3, but the other player already had two 3s. The probability of revealing three 3s in one hand was really low.
I was extremely nervous. I asked my godfather to help me operate the machine, but he encouraged me instead. My palms were sweaty. He put his arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Xiaoqian, don't be afraid. With your godfather here, you don't need to be afraid of anything. You have to operate it yourself, and walk your own path. Xiaoqian is your godfather's Xiaoqian, a brave Xiaoqian. Your godfather will always protect you."
His hand gently caressed my bare shoulders, seemingly comforting yet also teasing me.
I was already caught up in a state of ambiguity, excitement, and passion, and I felt incredibly excited and aroused. My lower body felt unbearably hot, and streams of lustful fluid flowed uncontrollably. I felt like I was on the verge of orgasm. I squeezed my legs together and unconsciously wiped the sweat from my clothes with my hands.
At that moment, I looked up and saw the dealer's eyes. He was staring at my face and breasts, his naked desire undisguised.
My godfather continued to whisper in my ear, "Xiaoqian, be brave. Winning or losing doesn't matter. The key is to dare to face it. If we lose, we can win it back. If we don't dare to open up, how can we win?" He rubbed my shoulders.
I instinctively placed my hand on his leg. Hmm? A hot, hard, rod-like object. What was that? It was my godfather's penis, his huge penis! His penis was so big, so thick, so long, so hard, so hot! I could feel the heat even through his pants. I knew his penis was big when I spied on him and my mother having sex that afternoon, but touching it now was truly shocking. It was so big!
At that moment, both my godfather and I were leaning forward, so no one could see what I was doing. My godfather seemed both excited and surprised.
My lower body began to spasm. I couldn't help but reach through his pants to touch and manipulate his penis. A surge of heat shot out from my genitals; I had an orgasm! I couldn't help but let out a scream, shouting, "Open!" I flipped over the card. I couldn't see what number it was; I only felt my body convulsing and throbbing, my eyes closed, wanting to scream with excitement.
My godfather excitedly put his arm around my shoulder, shook me, and shouted, "You won! Xiaoqian, you won!"
I opened my eyes and saw that the score was 100 points—the banker had won!
Then I realized I was still holding my godfather's penis in my hand, and it was throbbing in his pants—he had ejaculated! Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the dealer smiled and pushed a pile of chips in front of me. What an exciting game!
Everyone praised me for playing well, winning so much on my first try, and even getting ten consecutive bankers! I was overjoyed and excitedly kissed my godfather on the cheek. To everyone, I was still a pretty little girl, but this girl had just brought my godfather to ejaculation, and she herself had also orgasmed.
My godmother, Sophie, and my mother were also attracted by the shouts and were surprised to see me win so many chips. They asked me how I had won. My godfather winked at everyone and smiled, saying, "This is a little secret between Xiaoqian and me; I can't tell you."
Everyone laughed, thinking he was talking about gambling skills, but I could tell from his ambiguous eyes that he was referring to that secret. I glanced down at my godfather's pants; thankfully, they were black, so you couldn't tell they were actually wet. I smiled shyly.
By then, most of the guests had arrived, and my godmother told us to get ready, as the dinner would begin soon. While everyone was chatting, the handsome dealer came over and handed me a check, saying it was what I'd won.
I was startled—weren't we playing with chips? My godfather laughed and said, "Those chips are just money. This is what you won, so it's yours. Just put it away." I looked at my mother and godmother, hesitant to take it. My
mother quickly pushed me away, saying that children shouldn't gamble; learning to play cards is fine, but I shouldn't learn to gamble with real money. My godmother, however, said it was my birthday, I was the eldest, and this was a one-time thing, not a repeat. Encouraged by them, I took the check from the handsome dealer. To my
surprise, it was worth tens of thousands! I was really scared, and my mom was shocked too. Although she and my aunt had made a lot of money running the karaoke bar, they each only had about four or five million in savings. Seeing me win 400,000 in just over an hour really terrified them.
After putting away the check, I went to the restroom. All the restrooms in the venue were occupied. I felt uncomfortable and wet down there, so I went to the public restroom. I sat on the toilet and took off my wet thong; the small piece of fabric was completely soaked.
I wiped my tender vulva with a tissue. My vulva was plump and juicy, like a full little steamed bun. As I wiped, still feeling the afterglow of my orgasm, I started to get excited again. Thinking about my sugar daddy and baccarat, I couldn't help but masturbate.
[The End]

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