She tried not to feel sorry for her marks, nothing personal it was just business. But this time was different: Henry was clearly the lowest form of po...d scum and scamming him out of five large had been a public service. She should have checked the cash first! He might have the rest in a different pocket. She could have taken him to a motel, put a blindfold on him and rifled his clothes at leisure. It was too late for that now. Getting the wig right had taken her a quarter of an hour and. I was the part of you that blamed the wash boy for leaving the stairs too slick. When you were twelve and your sister tormented you with insults at your lanky figure, I was the part of you that sabotaged her wedding dress so that it would fall for the whole kingdom to see. And when your father and his banner men were attacked by a platoon of orcs, I was the part of you that took up the bow and laid waste to the raiders. But I was only ever an instinct to you, a feeling of daring, a call to the. I asked if she had money and she said with her attitude, "of course I have money!" I said, well have a seat. We played several hands and she won a few. It was mostly me and her winning. People started dropping out. She was a total bitch the whole time. Everything she said was with an eye roll and a smart ass comment. I decided to teach her a lesson. I am good at cards. I have a talent, I can stack the deck and cheat anytime I want. She just won a fairly big hand so now was the. ...You step backwards and reach between your legs to clasp my cock in your hand. Kneeling slightly you guide the head of it to your now wet arse. Gently you ease it inside, lowering yourself carefully on to it and rising up again. The room seems hashed as everyone watches as you slowly inch my cock into your tight arse. It feels so big inside you, much bigger than the fingers that preceded it, but you begin to slowly ride it. Each time it gets a little further into you, each time sending shocks.