She lifted my shirt and smacked me hard across the ass with the wooden spatula. "Ow," I cried, twisting away."Put your hands on the dresser," she inst...ucted. I obeyed.She spanked me with the spatula until my attention was no longer on my erection, but on my burning cheeks. Then she picked up the bottle of lotion and squirted some into her palm. She rubbed the lotion over every square inch of my dick and balls before settling her fingers around my dick, rubbing slowly and rhythmically. I let. ’ ‘I guess your right,’ I whisper against his chest. He kisses the top of my head, pats my butt, then pushes me gently, ‘Out of bed, you’ve had enough rest.’ I watch as he pulls himself up and off the bed. Sighing I roll back over and find myself staring down at the floor. The ghastly green numbers laughing at me as their fiery green color scream 3:00. Lifting it from the floor, I place it gently back on the table, wanting only to throw it against the mirror, the wall, the window, any where,. He knew she’d had my dick in her mouth, he was tasting it, savouring it. Dave went to the bedroom shouting that he needed to shower. He did so, and Diane and I sat talking , then as I heard the shower stop I told Diane to follow me into their bedroom.Dave looked startled as we walked in. He didn’t speak but grasped his towel. “Drop the towel Dave!” I ordered I expected him to disobey but he looked at Diane then back at me and then to my surprise dropped the towel. His dick was rising but it was. What the hell, I thought, how much can I lose in just an hour? I nodded.About ninety minutes later, I stumbled from Goldman's room in a little bit of a shock. I was already down over six bucks. Spencer was magnanimous about it."We'll just keep track here in this," he said, pulling a notebook from his bookshelf. He smirked just a little as he carefully wrote down the date and the amount I owed him.I trotted down the three flights of stairs to the third floor, and back to my own room.Westy was.