There was no bed frame, and no head board. Just a mattress. Leaning against a wall on the other side of the room, was Damon. He was smoking a cigarett.... My fear hit me so hard at the site of the bed that I turned around and tried to flee. Dean caught me with his arm and shoved me. I flew so hard I hit the floor, right on my ass. "You're not going anywhere bitch." Dean spat. "Please don't hurt me, I swear I'll give you anything you want. Take all my money." I pleaded, tears welling up in my. .I understood the situation and kept quite.. I just turned little bit so that she feels comfortable.. she made some courage and started pressing my dick and it wake up and become hard now.. she tried to unzip my pant and trying to find the zip lock.. I adjusted myself to let her do what she wants… she managed to unzip my pant and slowly tried to pull my dick from my underwear.. my dick is already hard and came out easily by her action.. she is slowly started doing hand job and it becomes too. When the pretty one asked her for a light, she recognized the couple from the blackjack table. She couldn’t help but notice that they were the stereotypical lesbian couple: The thin, attractive “girl”, and the masculine “dyke”. Bev was amused as she gave them the once-over. “Are you done for the night?” the “Man” asked her in a deep voice. “Yes, finally,” Bev answered, throwing her long, blonde hair back over her shoulders, “I was dying in there.” Both of the lesbians nodded in agreement.. "Amber's voice took on an uncharacteristically serious tone as shereached over, and enfolded Ethan's femininely sculptured hands in bothof her own. "Ginger," Amber's intonations held a tentative note thatEthan picked up on immediately, "while I'd love nothing more than totake you up on your most generous offer to spend the night, there'ssomething you really need to know about me."In an effort to make it as easy on Amber as possible, Ethan tenderlyreplied, "If it's that you're a lesbian, I think.