I sat next to her and explained the situation I was in. her answer was no chance. I told her I had used our savings to play with tonight and I would l...se it all if I didn't stay in this hand. She knew we couldn't afford to lose them. An I assured her I couldn't lose. We both walked downstairs, Danielle looking very very nervous. But the guys just cheered at the thought of seeing her for real this time. We all shook hands and that was that the bet was done. For me to stay in the hand Danielle. Thisparticular one had an array of exercises available all built around theidea of pulling on a weighted cord. A few vicious rips at the thingwere exactly what I needed at the moment, so I set the weight at myusual, picked up the handle, pulled, and-As soon as the slack in the line was used up there was just a faintrattle as my hand jerked to a very abrupt stop. The weights didn't moveat all, though. They weren't even part of the rattle. That was justthe pulleys that guided the line and the. He stroked his cock for what seemed like hours, all the while thrusting his hips closer to my face. "I'm not sure if it's going to happen for me man", he said with a bit of a frown. It was NOW or NEVER I told myself. I reached up and put my hand on his and stroked his cock in unison with him. He closed his eyes and moaned loudly. After several strokes together, he moved his hand from his cock, and let me do the work. After a few minutes, I started moving my face in closer and closer. . Men used her, deceived her. She distrusted men, and I seemed too good to be true, and she gave in to her feelings of relief that she had at last met a man she could trust. Then the bombshell back home that I was a philanderer and a liar, and was swilling around with a group of ‘tarts’ as her mother would have put it. No wonder she cut me off! She must have wondered how long it would be before I seduced her into some sort of sex slavery!In fact her response wasn’t really so bad after all if I.