She puts the bra on the bench behind her and plays with her boobs, rubbing and squeezing them hard. Enjoying it. Giving signs that she likes it rough....“I like my little tits. Some of the girls have big boozies, bouncing around when they’re trying to play, looks exhausting, I’m happy I don’t have to carry any extra baggage around ... It’s only the nipples that matter anyway, that’s the fun bit.”There’s a brief pause whilst she stands there in her panties and a half smile, pinching her nipples a. You're really much better as a girl. The guys took some convincing, but when they saw how pretty you were all dolled up in lingerie and make up, they were only too happy when I suggested they make you their little cumbucket. I think the cumstained look suits you perfectly and I'm sure everyone will agree once these pictures hit the internet!"Strangely, and even more humiliatingly, Sasha's teasing words were doing nothing to abate my arousal, or my lustful desire for the thick, hard meat waving. When a woman won, all the men who couldn't beat the worst woman's hand of the women still with clothing would lose. If a man won, it was the worst hand among the woman with clothing who would give up something.The next hand proved how much easier it was to play just one kind of poker while everyone else was still playing two kinds. I got another garbage deal, so I folded and lost only one white chip, my ante.The women with bad hands had to stay in at least through the draw, hoping to improve. Her little pink tongue snaked out of her mouth and slid slowly along my shaft. I inhaled expectantly, eager for her to get down to business.Amber held my balls in her hands and my long cock in her warm mouth. She squeezed agonizingly, biting the skin around my dick, her hot breath somehow hotter than the spectrum of colors around us.They affected the mood.They heightened our pleasures and our passions and childish recklessness.Without warning, Amber lined my cock up with her mouth and impaled.