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“Royal flush bitches!” I hear Mysti shout.
I turn to find her slamming cards onto a table, a triumphant grin on her face. Next to her, Becky stares confusedly at her own hand, one eyebrow raised in question.
The men around them groan.
“How many times do I have to tell you?” one yells, standing so quickly he too becomes a blur. “We aren’t fucking playing poker!”
His voice is heavily accented, French if I’m right. Though I guess he could just as easily be American for what good my ears are doing me.
Mysti laughs hysterically, clearly also feeling the effect of the alcohol.
“We aren’t?” she asks.
I feel a hand graze my own and look down to find my mystery guy, totally forgotten in my haze.
“Oh, right. You,” I say, my feet shuffling towards him.
“Forget me so soon?”
I answer by straddling him, my mouth careening towards his immediately. Or at least, careening towards the place I think his mouth is, hard to tell through the flashing lights that now seem to originate from his blurred face.
I feel his cock harden under me, a massive bulge that seems to damn near raise me from his lap. By far the biggest dick of any blur I’ve ever encountered.
I grind hard against him, smiling against his mouth when I feel him swelling ever further.
“Wanna get out of here?” he asks, pulling momentarily away from me.
I can only laugh.
My skin is fucking vibrating, I’m living inside a rainbow, and my pussy is absolutely dripping wet.
Where the fuck do I need to go?
If anyone’s got a problem with what’s about the happen here, they better close their eyes.
This is about to get graphic.
I answer by sliding my hand between us, unzipping his pants with one fluid movement.
He groans in frustration, and I take the opportunity to grab hold of his cock, squeezing just hard enough to let him know how impatient I really am.
He sucks in air, throbbing in my hand.
“Alright then,” he says, grabbing my ass to stand with me still in his lap.
He turns, lowering me down onto the chair.
“We don’t have to leave,” he whispers, dropping to his knees in front of me.
Damn right we don’t.I feel his hands slowly sliding up my legs, clearly into build up. As much as I’m loving the way his fingers seem to send shocks through me, I just don’t have time for this shit.
I reach down, yanking my dress up on my own. I knew it was a good idea to skip the underwear today. He moans when I spread my legs, as clear an invitation as he’s gonna get.
“Fuck,” He groans a second before lunging forward.
His tongue presses its way into me like he believes my pussy is the gateway to the fountain of youth. The way he’s lapping at me, he might actually think it is.
I reach out with both hands, using his hair like reigns to guide him harder against me. At the same time I lean back, bells ringing loudly in my ears.
