Hearts, spades, aces and diamonds

Hearts, spades, aces and diamonds—she had me face down over a felt-covered table before the river even hit. Each hand was settled the usual way. Loser ate the toy. She pulled my thighs open and fed the thick shaft inside, slow, until my breathing changed. She liked to fuck hard once she got going, hips slapping my skin in the half-light while my dress bunched at my waist. Cards scattered. I watched her nipples tighten under silk every time I clenched around the plastic. Next round she lost, and it was my turn. I took the strap and pushed her forward, tilting the slick head until it slipped past her slick folds. Each thrust pushed a quick moan out of her throat. On the turn she ground back against me; on the river she told me to stop and watch. Cum glistened around the shaft as she pulled free and turned to kiss the salt off my lips.