“When are you going to get better at dealing these cards,” Aaron irritably said to Mike, the table all looked at him unsure if he was trying to bl...ff or if he was being serious.“My hand is not too bad this time,” said Jane. Mike thought to himself that Jane must have been bluffing as she has been terrible all evening.Once everyone had checked then came the flop it was a 7, that’s when Aaron folder.“For fuck sake not again,” said Aaron throwing down the cards on the table “I am going to the. ," Devon started in his new pseudo-falsetto, "if Imight...be...able to...excuse me...from the..."The darkness zoomed into his vision as he slumped over in his chair, thecup and saucer hanging precariously from his lap.***The sun's early morning rays broke through the wide windows of the first-class cabin's bedroom. There were no portholes on this deck like inDevon's room.Everything felt strange, he could tell before he even opened his eyes.His body didn't feel right. He shifted in the bed,. She could feel her black lace panties moistening at the thought of modeling for these guys. She reached in the dress top and adjusted her large breasts in their black lace strapless demi-cup bra. She managed to create more cleavage and then prepared herself to walk back to the main room.When she walked in, she saw that the three guys had taken seats and had a porno playing on the television. Alma walked across the room toward Mike. Mike stopped her and told her to do a striptease for them. Alma. This guy wasted no time and stuck his fingers through the hole tapping down gently. This time I was curious, so I knelt down to see what the hell was going on. Looking back at me was a very thick and veiny hard cock. It wasn’t very long, but damn was it thick. Attached to it was a fairly handsome, suited and booted, white older gentleman. I sat back up with my heart racing a little, it was at this moment I noticed my own meat slowly rising; fairly ordinary 6 inch brown tool, nothing that would.