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I moaned, my nails digging into the table and the distant casino noise made every touch feel riskier, dirtier.
“You’re gonna scream for me,” he said, his voice thick with lust. He spanked me again, the pain mixing with pleasure, making my pussy clench. I was close, so fucking close.
He grabbed a poker chip from the table, and I heard a faint buzz. My eyes widened as he pressed the vibrating chip against my clit. I cried out, the sensation intense and too much..
“Like that?” he asked, his other hand gripping my ass, spreading me wide. The chip buzzed harder, and my juices dripped down my thighs. I was shaking, ready to explode.