“Mmm, she’s good,” I said, waiting to see if Mr. Diallo would raise. He did. Half of my remaining chips.“All in,” I said, my faith in my fou... of a kind unshakeable.Sadly, my faith was misplaced, and Mr. Diallo revealed a straight flush, king high.Diallo was kind enough not to gloat, smiling almost sadly as he pulled all of my chips towards himself.I drained my beer in frustration.“Well, this has been lovely,” Chief Joe said, pushing his glass back. “But I believe that I would like to claim my. It was a little bit of an orgy as all the guys couldn't resist getting on each other's cocks, but the one rule was that all loads blown had to be blown on or in me. More than a few times, guys in line would get too close to cumming too fast while fluffing and sucking each other and their hard cocks would have to get quickly pointed in my direction so I could try to catch as much as possible.Here and there I was also getting female customers. Usually they were middle aged to older. I had to. The thought of such a huge quantity of jizz made my pussy spasm and I began to thrust my hips up to meet his. His spunk poured from my crack, dripping onto the pavement through the metal grating of the bench. His face was beet red and he was grunting as he kept shooting forth more and more. He was holding his breath the entire time he came and his body was tensed up into a knot while his cock convulsed and vomited forth his pent up sexual contents. He finally began to breath and then moaned out. The difference was they just wanted in her pants. They didn't love her. And Candy was finding that out. Candy wanted a master to care and love her, but the boys just wanted sex.For the second time this morning Bev was lost in her dreams. "Bev ... Bev where you at Bev." "Lost in my fantasies, sorry."Julie stared into Bev's eyes, "do you really want to be a sub." I think I do, I would like to find out anyway. I do a lot of fantasizing about things. I watch Mandy do things, and I know that reality.