Beyond that anything I do is my call.” Tegan said firmly. Sam sighed and squeezed past her to return to his room where he hung up his towel and started to throw on some assorted clothing. “I think you’re playing favourites.” Sam said with a shrug as he pulled on a t-shirt. The tight material clung to his slightly damp feet skin. Tegan took a moment before responding. She had to concede that was true but she didn’t like it. It wasn’t her fault and Sam’s comment felt too much like an accusation. “So what if I am? That doesn’t stop you from fucking me.” “It does if you’re out all night.” “Oh gee, sorry. That doesn’t make it ok for you to cook up some half-baked scheme where you bring strangers into the house expecting a piece of me.” “They aren’t!” Sam exclaimed. “I swear, it’s actually just a poker game with the guys. We put in a few bucks for chips, play some hands over a few beers. I literally just thought it would be fun if you, I dunno, put on a cute outsit and brought us our drinks.” “Do you expect me to believe that? Do you seriously believe that?” Hardcore Tegan sighed. “Honestly? That’s all I wanted from you. If, over the natural course of the evening things went a bit further, I would be ok with that – if you were.” “So you admit you’re open to the possibility of more happening, you considered it.” “If it happened organically.” “You know how manipulative that sounds, right?” “Look, poker night is going ahead anyway. What I said was true: we can’t use Jayden’s place, I volunteered mine. You can stay in your room all night if you want. But I’d appreciate it – as a personal favour – if you’d play along.” “’A personal favour’? You say that like you’ve earned one somehow.” “Then don’t do it. I’m not trying to make this a big thing, Tegan. I’m just asking you if you’ll serve some drinks, if that’s something you want.” “Well I don’t,” Tegan said curtly “So I will see you later.” With that she went into her room and closed the door, then bit indian her finger to keep from laughing aloud. Jamal yelled back “yes and as often as you like”. “But I was serious about anal. and maybe we could Hardcore pretend it was some project or something." I rubbed her slobbery cum all over her face and then shoved it back down her throat! “Chloe... calling what Rebecca does with padded weapons ‘pretend’ doesn’t quite cover it,” Emily said, grinning widely. Small world indian I thought, but didn't let on. We both laid there in bed as I asked him “what did you do to me uncle Steve?” "Stop, you're hurting me," she screamed. To keep me trapped I was strapped into a garment rather like a straightjacket before they dumped me in here. I was still nervous thinking about the first day ahead of me. My hips were pressed against her tight ass, and I made sure she’d feel my hard cock as I kissed her. Their eyes met for a beat before she leaned in to kiss him. Jordan smiled. There were only a handful of men customers when I got there so I was able to get one of feet the bar stools. The heat in her crotch was becoming more noticeable. I cannot believe that would come back to haunt me, I said as soon as Shelly told me who you where I knew I had your ass, I just needed not to give you an inch, and I win. She would share with me the gruesome details of threesomes she had with guys and girls, and even got me to join her in a threesome with a guy she brought over to our room one drunken night. At least that’s what it feels like. He slaps my ass so hard, my eyes get wet. "We don't normally do the 'twin thing' wearing the same clothes, it confuses the heck out of people. “Mmm, my pleasure,” I moaned, bent over, my pussy on fire. Ray's balls hadn't looked big enough to hold this much semen.