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Chapter 9 Jerome’s Invitation

Without Larry's interruption, Allen and Dobbin were able to unleash all their sexual desires.

After Dobbin climaxed, Allen likewise ejaculated in her cunt.

After the end of their passion, the two rested for a while, and Allen left Dobbin's house.

When he returned home to Allen late at night, tired from the day, he fell into bed and went straight to sleep.

The following day, Allen was again awakened by a knock on the door.

"Coming ...... Jerome?" Allen froze at the sight of Jerome outside the door.

Jerome was dressed sharply today, sporting a burgundy suit that made him look ready for a party.

"Hey man, you've missed me!" Jerome came up and gave Allen a big hug.

Allen snapped back and pushed him away hard. "Get off me, you faggot."

Jerome wasn't angry at being pushed away but curiously surveyed Allen's home.

"Man, it was hard to find you." Jerome shrugged.

Allen grew suspicious, "How did you know my house was here?"

Jerome spread his hands and said, "You gave me a phone number yesterday. I'll look it up."

Allen frowned. He had initially thought that Jerome was just an ordinary rich man. The other party's background seemed somewhat uncomplicated.

"What do you want with me?" Allen asked.

Jerome suddenly came up, put his arm around Allen's shoulders, and whispered, "Man, I'm going to take you to a party where there's going to be a bet, and you're going to have to help me!"

Allen raised an eyebrow. He hesitated to say yes to Jerome; they had only known each other for one night.

"Hey man, what’re you waiting for? Here’s the deal: promise to help me, and I’ll give you a hundred grand, win or lose!" Jerome stretched out ten fingers.

Allen immediately took Jerome's hand and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I promise!"

The money Allen won back yesterday was used as ransom by Dobbin, and Allen didn't have the heart to ask for it back to save a little face, and now he's still worried about the money.

"The car is downstairs. I see you're about my size. I'll have the butler get one of my gowns first, and we'll meet you there." Jerome led Allen downstairs.

A black Maybach was parked downstairs.

An hour later, the black Maybach drove through the estate's roads and finally stopped in front of a building.

Dressed in black dresses, Allen and Jerome got out of the car. Allen looked at the castle-like villa in front of him with some surprise. It was the first time he had seen such a luxurious building.

While Allen marveled at the grandeur of the building, he hadn't forgotten the today’s

"What kind of gambling game are you putting me in? This doesn't look like a casino." Allen inclined his head and questioned Jerome in a low voice.

"Some friends and I have a party here, during which we play some gambling games, but the stakes are not money—that's too tacky. We bet on shares, antiques, jewelry, mineral resources, and whatnot. I lost many times." Jerome shrugged his shoulders, but his words startled Allen.

''What exactly is the identity of this Jerome guy? I can't even touch these things at my level.'' Allen pondered Jerome's identity in his mind.

Jerome suddenly pulled Allen back, a lewd grin on his face. "Want to know what we'll be betting on next? A great model will be coming in today, and then we'll line up to fill her cunt with cum until she gives birth in the future, and then guess who the father of the child will be."

"FUCK, you bunch of perverts!" Allen directly cursed; at this moment, he decided that no matter how much money Jerome gave him, he would not participate in the next bet.

"Hey, hey, hey, man, you don’t believe me, I'm kidding. We wouldn't play such a sick game." Jerome hurriedly pulled Allen to explain.

"Really?" Allen looked doubtfully at Jerome. The guy struck him as lewd.

Jerome observed that Allen was angry and hurriedly explained, "Of course, it's true, and what I said just now is just what I've heard."

Allen trusted Jerome for the moment, and they walked towards the entrance.

As soon as he walked through the door, a man in a white shirt raised a wine glass in greeting toward Jerome. "Hey Jerome, I thought you weren't going to participate in this bet; last time, you lost 15% of Yakadi shares to me; what kind of goodies do you want to give away this time?"

Allen noticed that Jerome's face grimaced at the sight of this man.

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