I want to talk to you." She is alone with me and very uncomfortable. Facing her, no more than two feet from her. I grin, looking her up and down and s...e gulps nervously. Out of habit, she has clasped her hands behind her back, something she had been taught growing up in Egypt. This had the effect of pulling her shoulders back, and thrusting her chest forward, placing a small strain on her dress. Her nipples are pushing hard against the fabric. I look at her as she stood in front of me, frozen. His piss kept coming, jetting into my mouth and splashing against the back of my throat. I happily gurgled as the urine sloshed around my mouth. The stream weakened until there was only a few squirts, one or two last dribbles, and then it was over."Thank you, slave-wife," he groaned, gripping my head, and he fucked his now fully hard cock in and out of my mouth.I sucked as he face-fucked me, completely helpless to stop him even if I wanted to. I didn't. I loved every minute of feeling helpless.. "Why don't you just admit this is fair before my panties are worth 50 too?" You win, you win. You have to make the first blind bet though. I'll deal, and I get the first chance to fold, check, or raise in the first game. We'll make the blind bet 1, ok. Now say one of us looses a lot of cloths one hand, then wins big the next hand. Do we get to put our clothes back on? Also, let's say that if we bet away part of some article of clothing, we have to take off as many things as possible to pay the. Oh my! U r horny already. My poor darling deserved a real good fuck after all u had done for me she said . She reached down and stroked my hard penis, savouring its shape under the denim of my jeans. She licked my lips, ‘Turn around,’ i commanded.‘Bend over,’ i whispered. Again she obeyed, holding onto my office chair for support. I hitched up my saree around her waist and pulled her lace panties to one side. I spat on my fingers and pushed one of them up her bottom. She gasped . I finger.