“Sorry,” I said, sheepishly. “She’s also very good. How much to call?”Honestly, I had almost forgotten that there was a pretty girl sucking ...y cock, but I was still trying to play it coy.“$400,” Dad said, a tinge of annoyance creeping into his tone. I was used to the online games telling me exactly how much everyone else had bet.I glanced quickly around to see that everyone was still in, and pushed four chips forwards. I’d push it after the turn, if it went well. Folding was still a solid. Why can't they share in your money? The rich people in other cities sought you out because of your talent; why could your friends not find work anywhere but in this sinkhole?You hastily amend yourself, as you look around your apartment as if fearing that it will come alive to chastise you. The city is a sinkhole; your apartment is not. Your walls aren't ratty and molding, and your plumbing works perfectly. Ah, the joys of having a high-paying job, as you let out a refreshing, possibly. You put in another finger and you feel my walls pulse around you. You then lowered yourself down onto your knees in front of me. I could feel my ass against the cold wet rail, you turned your head to face to my dark entrance you plant soft kisses all over my thighs as you leave a trail of pleasure along my skin working your way to my waiting center. There I was, your hands spreading my legs wide open and I am going wild with wanting. When you finally use your fingers to pull apart my lips, wet. I started penetrating him very slowly looking for any mark of pain on his face; he just looked at me in the eyes and gave me a little nod so I carried on. His rectum encapsulated my hard dick so well that it felt like a key matching its lock. I started moving in and out as slowly as I could and the heat surrounding my cock drove me nuts. Raul was moaning in this melodious voice of his making my pleasure even more exquisite, when his voice became louder and his back arched so gracefully; I knew.