He got to work pumping lube onto my ass crack and slowly working it into my hole first one finger then two boy they felt thick, he asked me the whole ...ime if i was okay if things were all right my mind was racing I asked him to really wet my hole nice and slippery and got a little lube for my hand to start rubbing my cock, Here I was naked on my knees ass hanging over the edge when John started rubbing my sweet spot I stopped think and started getting into the prostate massage he was giving me. With a smirk, he placed his cards on the table one at a time. Two, five, king, king, king. Full house. The jerk beat me. He knitted his fingers behind his head and leaned back with the biggest grin I’d ever seen. I couldn’t help but smile at how proud he was. It was cute. I got cocky and slipped up. It wouldn’t happen again. “Well?” he said. At that point, I had a decision to make. I could take off my sock and use that as my bet, like all three of the boys did early in the game, or I could be. .Nanu, der Rest rennt hinterher.Und mit wem kann ich nun spielen?Aber Jungs, das k?nnt ihr doch nicht machen, ich will mit euch doch nur noch ein bisschen weiter spielen.Die haben Angst!Feiglinge!............"RRROOOOWWW!!!!!"............Das hatte ich doch schon einmal.Na gut, jetzt sind es f?nf Feiglinge die da rennen.Mal noch etwas antreiben............."RRROOOOWWW!!!!!"............Und weg sind sie.............Ich habe das Spielchen gewonnen.Wird langsam langweilig, wenn sie immer alle weg. " I understand Mistress"I watched as little boy got the slut and led her by the hand out of the cell, and then into the sleepsack on our bed, making sure her arms were in the internal sleeves before closing the zipper. The sleepsack had been custom made for little boy. Since she was two inches taller than little boy and had a descent bust line, it fit her rather snugly."Master, has Mistress approved this? The slut does not want to get you in trouble." It's her idea. I will be honest slut. I.