Tomas wasn’t doing so well at the table. This didn’t surprise Mark. Tomas was a charming, suave man who got his way with a smile and a wink more than he did by intellect and strategy. Attractive people never seemed to do well at poker, Mark skinny thought. Then never needed to bluff their way into places or talk woman into bed. It seemed to come way to easy for them to have had to develop a sneaky side. The boss, Ron, had a finely tuned sneaky side. Mark attributed this to his lack of looks. Ron wasn’t tall, didn’t’ appear fit, though he worked out, and had lost so much of his hair that he resorted to a close buzz cut. Mark figured the only way Ron thought he’d be able to get good-looking women was to attract them with asian wealth and power. It had worked. He was also leading petite in the chip count. After a few more hands and a few more drinks the conversation began to slide down and away from the professional banter that had begun the night. Soon, jabs and friendly retorts followed each hand. And then it began. Tomas was in a one on one with Ron. Tomas was smiling widely as he sat back in his chair watching Ron intently look as amateur this cards. Ron looked up and studied Tomas’s grin. “I bet you wouldn’t be grinning so wide if I put you all in.” Ron probed. Tomas didn’t flinch. “Well maybe you wouldn’t but I sure if your girlfriend was on the line you’d think twice.” Tomas’s eyes were the only thing that froze. They had been looking around the room and the table, now they stared at Ron. Mark and Tim subtly looked at each other in astonishment at what Ron had uttered. Before anyone could respond or comment Ron tossed his Hardcore cards in. “Ah, I fold. You got me on that one Tomas.” Ron congratulated. The atmosphere relaxed, but the odd comment lingered in each’s thoughts. They took a break before continuing. During the break Tomas told Marcy about Ron’s comment. Marcy teased Tomas about it and asked if he’d have bet her if he had to. Tomas teased that if the pot we big enough he would have. The game started back up again and the next hour went on without and big swings of fortune on the table among the men, nor were there any tantalizing conversations on the patio among the women. That would all end in the next hour. Mark’s chips had slowly dwindled. He only just had enough to cover one more ante. Mark couldn’t believe his bad luck on the night. Nothing had fallen his way. One hand after another of losers. Then a the final irritation came on the last hand he could play if he didn’t win. He was dealt a good opening hand: A-J suited. Everyone was in for the hand. Mark cursed his bad luck at finally having a good opening had but no more money to bet. He goes on to say, "Are you looking to amateur carry our brand at some of your locations?" clearly not being told the reason that I was truly here for. “Nicole would like some soup but she’s too shy about how she looks to come get it herself.” In the Hardcore picture she had a mouthful of Roger's cock and she was sucking it with firm concentration, her eyes closed, her lips stretched by the thick hard prick that was shoved between them. I walked by her, to the front, observing her from all angles. “My shorts, take my shorts off, I want you in me, God I need it,” she demanded. Soon, both Jen and Nina were awake. Every time Joe had a chance, he would rub my ass or pussy. Daddy slowed his thrusts trying to enjoy the ass fucking he was giving her for as long as he could. awful girl friend. Sounds like an abusive situation; I think skinny I’ll check up on Monday.” I gently place my hands on the sides of her face and pull her back as our lips meet once again. As soon as she stopped bouncing the two girls again embraced in a very tender kiss. I had seen him in the showers several times and limp he was about 5 inches long and very petite thick with huge balls. I said it was good loving and a lot of fun. I did not asian force her submission to me nor did I approach her to become mine.