Folding was still a solid possibility, though, if I didn’t get a club on the turn and betting went high.Five of spades. Black, but the wrong black. ...y odds of improving on my straight dropped to 18 and 4%, respectively, but the betting seemed conservative. I called 200 more, but Doctor Gregory raised another 200, the first time I had seen him raise.Did he have a straight, too? Not a flush, surely, since he was raising on the first heart. If he had pairs of tens or eights, that was a full house.. Apparently there are some people there that we need keeping an eye on. Make sure they don’t leave, and no one goes in until you’re told different.’ ‘Yes Sarge!’ ‘Oh and you had better introduce yourself to the owner, he’s an old friend of ours, retired copper from the Met. Let him know you’re there and that were on the case.’ Getting up, the young officer, only six months out of training grabbed his hat, put on his jacket and walked out towards his car, totally unarmed as all British coppers on. They had picked up a few bottles of wine and were going to order pizza and watch movies all night. I texted her back and asked that she say hello to Doreen for me, and wished them both a fun night. Shortly after nine pm, Linda texted me a photo of her new laced bra and panties. My cock stiffened as soon as I saw the picture. The white, flimsy bra barely covered her breasts and the panties were pulled up in between her gorgeous ass cheeks. “You are beautiful,” I texted back. To which Linda. I began moaning to meet the volume of his cock slamming into me. He smiled, looking at my tight pussy lips being stretched to accommodate his b**stly cock. As I moaned, he made sure he increased the tempo and intensity, making sure I felt completely filled and used like a human cock sleeve. "Yes, I'm a whore, a nasty whore," I said, desperate for orgasm. The intensity of taking such a large cock was almost enough to make me pass out, but my desperate pussy was eagerly taking in every inch of.