‘Good,’ sighed Keith, ‘now tell me all about this little plot you hatched with Christian.’ Jennifer lay there in horror listening to her voice...tell the truth about the whole charade. She couldn’t stop herself. She could not shut up. She could not even embellish anything. She just spilled her guts, while Keith slowly masturbated. She could not comprehend what was going on. Why was she telling him the truth, and why was she still desperate to cum? It was all a nightmare, but she forced herself to. ‘Hey!’ a girl’s voice, or rather a woman’s voice. I stopped. I turned. Three women were on the opposite side of the road and waving to me. ‘Allan Jonsson?’ shouted the brunette, I nodded. They crossed over. ‘Allan, don’t you remember us?’ said the second woman who had really dark hair and a wide smile. The third woman was a mousy brown. They were all about my age, good-looking women but not head-turners. By now they all had big smiles which I liked. It meant they liked me, I can’t have been all. I wore one of Joel's old USC college jackets, a wig that matched his hair color and covered it with a ball cap and a pair of Joel's aviator sunglasses. I did my best to keep my face out of the security camera when I collected my first $50,000 in chips, but it was apparent they either didn't care much about security here or they didn't want to take the risk of offending one of their VIP high rollers.I blew through that first stack of chips like a drunken sailor on shore leave before the. Faster!"I complied, hardening with every movement.After a few moments Sir patted her full butt and said with a toothy grin,"Hey babe, why don't you give him, ah, her a hand?"She looked back at him, slightly incredulous. "Really?" Yeah," he said between grunts as he lightly thrust into her. "Right nowshe's just beating off. If you participate it'll really drive home thepoint that this is the best sex she can expect now."She giggled. "Mmm, I like the way you think." Turning to me shecontinued..