Quickly I realized that I lost complete control of the situation. As I tried to get up to leave he grabbed my ponytail and yanked me back. Scared tear... started running now my checks but he didn’t care. Then Mr. H ripped open my shirt and unhooked my bra freeing my tits. He pawed roughly at them, squeezing them pinch the nipples. I struggled to break free but that was met with another SMACK. Forced to my knees Mr. H released his cock from the confines of his pants. "Suck!" his voice ordered. I. Tracy Copperton admired herself, then set down the brush, snapped her bra in place and pulled her thong up over her shapely legs and thighs. Her body was what she felt proudest of, her three a week workouts at a local spa, she felt, worth the effort. Her eyes were a brilliant green, hair brunette, her face a bit too angular to be called beautiful. But all things considered, she was attractive and knew it.Perhaps that was one reason why she attracted men (and lovers) like flies. She had married. The poker started. The beer and food was delivered. Four of the guys would take little pinches of my butt.trying to grope me a bit. Then the shop owner announced the deal and at that moment I walked in stark naked. Each guy seemed to start drooling at that moment. Except the one non-gay. He looked puzzled. So didn't push it with him.So the guys would start bidding more and taking more risks. The they started paying me for little favors at the table. First one paid me a $5 to sit on his. They are a little difficult to take off now that they are wet, but I manage and I am now standing in just a lacy black thong. It drives you wild when I wear my lacy thong. You can't hold back anymore and you jump towards me and pull me close into you. We kiss passionately as my hands move down onto your hard cock and your hands play with my nipples. I moan loudly as you twist and pinch my hard pink nipples and you move down to nibble on my neck. I have a leg wrapped around you, a hand stroking.