A sexier game

Three guys at the table, cards still warm, and she walks in like she already owns the room. Poker can wait. She tells them the rules have changed—her rules. One by one the clothes drop, and soon she’s the only one left dressed. She sinks to her knees, mouth working one, then another, hands keeping the third from feeling left out. The table becomes her stage. She climbs on, takes the first cock deep in her ass while a second fills her cunt, the rhythm fierce, steady. Every thrust makes her tits bounce and her breath catch. They don’t stop until the last load lands hot across her face, streaks sliding down her lips and chin while she smiles through it all.