"I watched in horror as Reggie made sure the camera is aimed at us and that it's angled so as to capture both my pussy and the look of horror on my fa...ce. She carefully gripped the narrow strip of cloth they embedded in the wax that has now cooled and hardened on my mound. She smiled and asked me, "Are you ready, cunt?"I shook my head violently. I'm most certainly NOT ready!! They all seemed to find that amusing.She gave the strip a few gentle tugs and then I saw the tendons in her large arm. He looked at me, I looked calmly back. "Call."I laid down my cards. "Three kings." Ha!" Mike said, triumphantly.I fanned my cards out a little more. "And a pair of tens."Mike looked stunned, like he'd just been sacked by Monster Girl. He tossed down his cards, full house, sixes over fours. I raked in the pot."Sims, I might have known," the coach said. I wasn't sure if he meant the gambling or the winning."Just a little math lesson." And the money?" the coach asked."Unimportant. Just a way to. “You’re not tired yet are you?” She asked with a teasing grin, “I could go another round” I said back, “we’ll see about that” she replied as she slid onto her knees and took my dick into her mouth, after a couple of minutes I was fully erect again. “Ah good girl” I said as I pulled her back up and started to kiss her neck before moving to her lips, “let’s get these off” I said as I pulled her top over her head, her nipples were hard as diamonds while here tits soft and luscious. I spun her. “Jeffrey, enough!” This voice came from a man with in a pale grey duster jacket. He stood in the door of the bar, surveying the scene with a calm but concerned expression.“I’m just having a drink, Cyrus. Fuckers stopped serving me.” Jeffrey let go of Darren, allowing him to slide to the floor.“As they should. We need to go. Now.” Cyrus’s eyes lingered on Darren and then moved to Walters. “Sheriff, I apologize for my friend here. He just lost a friend in the war and he really isn’t.