I am getting pain but my lust takes over that. She cum twice in that position her juices are oozing out from her pussy. My dick was shining with our j...ices. But she was not stopping even though she reached orgasm twice.Now I understand her fire in her pussy. That’s why she doesn’t want to stop getting fucked by her colleagues. After 30 minutes, I am reaching a climax. I didn’t say anything. She was closing her eyes and jumping. I cummed in her pussy. My dick was becoming small in her pussy and. I scored a few points, but was stuck at 45 when Rick got a couple of great plays in a row and went to 80. I slid off my boxers, exposing my rock hard cock.Again, I got a small score and went to 55. Rick eagerly slid off his shorts and I could see he was enjoying the game as much as I was.A few plays later I hit 65 and Rick hit 95. My cock ached for attention, but Rick insisted I could not touch it until the game was over. The next play Rick won he game and hit 110. I was was relieved that. He gasped a bit, and I asked if that was OK and he just looked down at what I was doing, so I took this as a “Yes” and just continued until he was nice and clean. I always liked taking care of him and even if this was a very strange way to take care of someone, it was what he needed and I didn’t mind doing it. In fact not only did he not ask for any of this “attention”, but I had to convince him to allow me to help him; it was the least I could do after provoking his aching erection and for him. Alas it was not to be. On my very first night on the road I heard what was the unmistakable blast of a shotgun. I was pretty sure someone had just been shot and likely killed. I had absolutely no intention of getting involved.I knew two things for sure. I was not going to call 911 and I was going to go hide my .357. With a little luck none of the participants in the shooting had seen me enter the bathhouse. I was pretty sure they were going to be too busy to see me leave it.Once I got back to.