Hookers are great but it just seems like they are acting or always have some place better to be so its rare to find any worth paying. I enjoy the drin...ing gambling and if some pussy falls in my lap I will fuck it. This story happened to me 20+ years ago.One time at the blackjack table I fire up this convo with this hot red head. She must have been in her mid 40s, me in my early 20s. After several hours of play and several drinks we both find out we are there alone. At one point she makes a. ' My arms were tied out to the sides of me, with thin rope, they were stretched tight, painfully so. My legs were tied spread apart too. The bed I was tied to was black cast iron; each of the four posts hosted a knob, about the size of an apple. The bedspread beneath me was red, and felt like satin. I was cold, naked and very scared. I did not know how I had got here, the last thing I remembered was having drinks in a bar with friends and yes, I was quite drunk because I had been drinking wine,. " You mean you got blotto with them," Annie chuckled. "I remember that day.I've never seen you so drunk, before or since." They were a good bunch. I had a great time." Well you must arrange to see them again. Ingrid should have more femalefriends, especially as she's not in a relationship." What are you talking about? Both of us Ingrids are in relationships!" But the Ingrid you're pretending to be isn't in a relationship with a man,is she? So she needs women friends." So you, my wife, are. ’ Wendy punctuated her excited remark with a firm but gentle kiss about halfway up the right side of Brad’s spent but still-hard cock, which still proudly jutted straight out in front of him.’ ‘MY Brad? Honey, after what you just did for him, from now on, he’s definitely OUR Brad!’ ‘Mmmm!’ Wendy purred at the thought, ‘I’d REALLY like that! Although I still need OUR Brad to fuck me deep and hard.’ ‘Excuse me?’ Brad challenged, ‘Don’t I get any say in this? I’m completely spent right now, I have.