Bitch get under the table. You're going to suck the winner of the hand's cock until the next hand's winner, so that for the rest of the night you'll...suck the current winner's cock. Jamal just won the last hand so start with him. I got under the table and pulled out Jamal's cock and started to suck. Daddy told me the object wasn't to suck until he came, but to just give him pleasure for winning. Charles won the next hand and I shifted to his spot and put his cock in my mouth.After a while. Once fucked deep, the submitted dragon could not run without ripping his ass apart.Dragon's cock used two tricks to achieve such feat. First, all along the length of the dick where ribbon spike curving inward. They would only unpleasantly scratch the inside on entry... But dragon didn't fuck... The impale their mate and lock in like dog's do. If the bitch tried to run, by reflex the spike would start to get out of the dick.The second tricks the used to stay impale in their mate was the same as. Performances at night were next to impossible unless we managed to get enough torches to light the performance area. That would take some time to orchestrate. Not all performers would perform at every showing. There would be some difference between the two-hour shows. My own troupe would perform only at the evening show. I encouraged the various acts to also not use every trick they had in every show if they could help it. That meant that the three performances each day would be substantially. My dick was throbbing imagining all the fantasies that I could have with her. I was drooling over her boobs and ass.Suddenly, I saw her walking up to my table, explaining the chapter. I felt like there was no one else in the class and she was about to give me a blowjob with that thick lips! But then I snapped out of my head and came back to my senses.She sat on my table and that was when I wanted to touch her. Her perfectly round ass was resting on my table and I was getting hornier. My dick.