When I finally got a full look at this cock there were so many huge veins on it that it look like a bodybuilders arm pencil thick veins went up and do...wn the entire length of the shaft they were big enough to put an IV in I could actually feel his pulse through the veins on his cock as I stroke him he was leaking a tremendous amount of pre-c** it was dripping down my forearm and making a puddle on the floor I tried to lick up as much as I could.. The head of his penis was the size of a small. His groans of pleasure sent more cheers throughout the room. I felt his dick swell and then release its load into me. His shaft throbbed wildly as he began shooting his cum deep inside me.He opened his eyes to look down on me as he orgasmed inside of me. A satisfied look crept over his face and his thrusts slowed. He lay there for a moment on top of me to catch his breathe and then he pulled his dick out of me. It was finally over.He wiped his dripping cock on the sheets and began to dress. The women with bad hands had to stay in at least through the draw, hoping to improve their hand, because with only four women still with clothing, there was a greater chance of being the woman on the bubble, the one with the worst woman's hand. Except for Kathy, the next woman to lose was going to show some serious skin.It cost everybody else four bucks to stay in through the draw; some of the players were about out of chips. Six people folded after the draw. Presumably some of those folders. No, that wasn’t it. I wanted her to feel me. And so I gave her everything I could when I tasted her, sucking with infinite compassion, adoring her, yielding to every request of her body. And I came. I came without touching myself, and the orgasm turned by body to jelly and my mind to mush, and I was nothing but the singular focus of her. And what kept me up all of last night wasn’t the aftershocks of adrenaline, or the excitement for tomorrow’s torture, or even a twisted sense of guilt. No,.