I can’t fucking help it. I want him to take me. And I mean really take me. Fooling around the last couple of days has been incredible. I loved every...moment of it. But I’m ready for him to fuck me. I want to feel every inch of his solid form filling me up, claiming me. And he doesn’t argue. He lays me on my back on the bed, and I help him with his shirt. No more bashful looks or hesitancy from either of us. Ethan’s feeding off my energy like a starving man, and soon, all of our clothes have. Inside the house, and between Anna and I, there was peace and contentment.That day Anna had a strange, blissful look. She kept touching me and telling me she loved me and all would be well. When I asked her what she meant by "All will be well," she simply answered, "Wait and see, my love."With the storm still furious outside, and the rain beating down, we could not go out that day. Oddly, given the fire of our sexual coupling previously, and without tasks to distract us, we only engaged in. Except the one non-gay. He looked puzzled. So didn't push it with him.So the guys would start bidding more and taking more risks. The they started paying me for little favors at the table. First one paid me a $5 to sit on his lap for a hand. Then another paid me $10 to "bless his cards for that hand by rubbing them with my dick. Then another paid me $20 to just lick the pre-cum out of his dick. And he had quite a lot. He was really ready for it since his underwear was sticky with. These didn't help to contain his growing problem, which she was egging on by the second. It was only when she decided to grab his manhood straight through his pants that things really started to get interesting. "Babe really stoppp, you know we can't do anything about this" he pleaded with her."No" she replied in a cute sarcastic voice, squeezing his member. "I'll do what I want" she added, licking his ear. -Fuck it- he thought to himself -there's no one here, and the steam will hide us.