"What do you think," he chuckled, "worth playing for?"Pierre moved to the lovely black his arm going around her, hand starting at her back and moving ...o her buttocks. Ebonita was decidedly uncomfortable but dared do nothing."I dare say she will be the objective of every player's game," smiled the Frenchman."You are a decidedly beautiful woman," he said to her seductively." ... Thank ... thank you," replied Ebonita hesitantly, not sure how Erik or Elena would wish her to respond."Hmmmm, very. "Oh, shit. I completely spaced it, hang on."Michael stood up unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock."Here ya go."I looked up at him as if to say, "Are you serious?" He shook his manhood at me."You want breakfast or not?" Nevermind."I could always grab something from the food cart before class, but I made a mental note to eat before I left the house form now on.Michael laughed and put his dick away. And handed me the other glass of OJ. Which I took. I downed it hungrily, as he finished his. "Here's how it's going to be, whore, we're going to fill all three of your slutty holes, do you like how that sounds, whore?" One man says to me. "Yes, Sir, it does!" I say, lowering my head. The blonde haired man helps me to my feet, and, quickly bends me over the arm of a chair. "Spread your legs as wide as they'll go, whore!" He orders. "Yes, Sir!" I say, complying with his order The blonde haired man lays on the floor under me, and, begins licking my pussy, as the young man spreads my ass. I remember dinner. I’m pretty sure we went dancing after. That was fun. My ex never went dancing. But where are we now?’ Frank looked around and saw the room service menu for the Dunesbury Hotel. Shit. Judging by the size of the suite, he realized he was going to have one hell of a credit card statement to look forward to. Might as well add to it. He ordered aspirin and breakfast. Not knowing what Susan’s stomach or his for that matter could handle, he requested a small variety of everything..