Smuggled tea and various sweetmeats were served and after a half-hour or so Anne's father and stepmother left her alone with her guest."A pleasant day... eh, rather soft for this time of year. Would you care to go for a ride?" he asked, yanking down his vest. "My rig is quite comfortable, the horse a pacer, well trained, first class."She declined with a tiny smile, barely moving her lips, and she planned her sallies."Perhaps a game of whist?" he suggested, arching his brows."No, I think cards a. Suddenly feeling himself getting too close he pulled her up and forcefully threw her onto the bed before removing what was left of his clothing. Climbing onto the bed beside her and running his hands up and down her body removing first her underwear effortlessly as his fingers caressed her soft, smooth skin. He started to kiss her neck and then down to her breasts, his tongue circling her nipples before sucking on them hard. Then she gasped in anticipation of what she knew was coming when he. “Except for strip poker,” Roxy quickly added, taking up a seat at the dining room table where we each had a seat. “I always end up losing at strip poker.”No one said much of anything as the first few hands were dealt. We had a ceiling amount that capped bets at $25 per hand since none of us were super rich. The first person to accumulate $100 had to host the next weekend, so there was a small impetus to win, but not win too big.Roxy turned out to be the big winner of the first three or four. The only parts of our bodies that were touching was her cunt and my cock; apart from me pulling on her hair. She started to grunt. Each time my cock entered her, she grunted. This spurred me on. I fucked her harder and faster. I pulled her hair back a little harder each time. This made her grunt a little harder and with a slightly higher pitch. I had no idea as to whether I was hurting her or not, she never complained, she just grunted. By the time I was ready to explode, the scene resembled.