Once a month, four of them would get together and play pinochle, poker, gin or whatever card game they could come up with. They had devised their stan...dard limits on gambling no matter what the game so that no one could get in over their heads and keep it all friendly. Mark, Sam, and James were their names and all made it good fun. Sam was the only one who occasionally took it too seriously and tried to push the stakes higher than what was agreed. Holly liked them all and when it was Jacob's. Mike had both of her legs tucked tight under his arms and shoving his junior into her fuzz in my sight. His ass rising and dropping down as he tried to do her better which instead of pissing me off, made me jealous. Mike, surely did not look any older than I but the devil was hung huge like a tree stump in size and shape; fucking my sister; making me a stupid ass hole. Mike was moaning slow but ragged while Julie moaned much louder. Apparently they were both drunk, lethargic and incoherent too.. "Think, girl, think!" Amy said aloud as she plopped onto her bed. Something dug into her back, and she reached under herself and pulled out her vibrator, which she had used last night and hadn't had the energy to put away. "It's your fault!" she yelled at the inoffensive toy, throwing it across the room. But it really wasn't the fault of anyone but Amy, and Amy knew that."Think!" she repeated.Amy thought. Who could have taken it? It had been a few days since she wrote in it. There had been this. As she fondled and stroked, not only did hisdick start to come to life, but so did his mind. He groaned and struggleda little against his bondage.Chris had been in a deep dream overnight. It was a real whopper of adream. He knew that he couldn't escape from the dream, it was one ofthose dreams that doesn't let you go. He was not able to break free, butcouldn't understand why. The voices of his dream told him how much heloved being owned by some powerful goddess. The dream was erotic as wellas.