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I looked at Rachael, then to Jess, both nodded and walked away towards Jack as I was led towards a large set of doors to the right of the desk. The auditorium was huge, lush velvet carpet lined the floor and elegant artworks dotted the walls in tasteful fashion, a anime large balcony surrounded the room on all sides and the twenty or so gaming big tables were laid out in beneath it. I was led to a small table with a few chairs in one corner of the room. I wasn’t sat there long before I was joined by two men in suits. I stood and shook both hands as they were presented to me when the men introduced themselves. Mr Michaels and Mr O’Brian were the event co-ordinators and had apparently heard of me flouncing my opponents in the first round. Apparently, I was the odds-on favourite. I was surprised that people would be placing bets on such a small part of the overall tournament until I remembered that the whole thing was being organised by an institution set up to monitor and promote gambling. “Ok, Mr Donovan” Mr Michaels said, “The ground rules are asian essentially the same as the first round, except there will be professional dealers this time.” “There will also be cameramen filming each player” Mr O’Brian added, “The footage will not be used tonight, of course, but whichever player progresses to the national heats will have a small promotional video ready to play, that video will get bigger with each heat won. If you were to make it to the grand finals in Las Vegas, you will be brought into the room with a full Wrestling japanese style entry video.” He smiled at that last reference, this guy was obviously a wrestling fan. “You just need to sign some paperwork and we can get started, basic legal stuff, contracts from the sponsors saying that you will do some promo work for them if you win and a disclaimer agreeing to be filmed.” Mr Michaels said as he put some forms in front of me. I quickly read through everything and signed in the appropriate places before being led into a tits dressing room to wait. “Two of your guests are allowed to visit you in here until the game starts, but no more than that, and nobody at all will be given access to this area once the game has commenced” Mr Michaels informed me. I didn’t need to think too hard to decide which two guests I wanted to join me. Five minutes later, Rachael and Jessica were led into the room. “wow,” Rachael cooed, looking around the room, “This place is nicer than my house!” “Nothing but the best for our boy” Jess added, turning to me and smiling, “Somebody is looking nervous.” It wasn’t nerves. More of an excited apprehension. The whole event was already much bigger than I was expecting, everything about it screamed professionalism. My moans became louder. Her legs flexed, pulling my tongue deeper into my soaking wet box. Olivia big had her right leg propped up in such a way that her loose shorts were open. Imperium! Manuel helped her to her feet and also asian with getting her clothes back on. My cum. Her pussy was soaking wet with delicious nectar by the time I pushed my tongue into her. Show me the path and force time to stop. Exhausted from her Master's punishments, the beautiful girl finally fell asleep. All you had to do was tell me and I would have been fine with it. Every inch of the cock's entrance into her daughter, Deb paid for with extreme tits pain to her breasts. I began to take very short strokes, anime going a little deeper with each thrust till I had my entire cock inside her tight, hot asshole. She was at his mercy. “Alice!” I called, as much to attract Alice’s attention as to answer Helen. “I’m going to have to have those jeans off you,” I said, trying to make a joke of it, and he looked down at me and smiled a sort of pained smile japanese of resignation; as if to say, “It figures – but you won’t get a fight from me!” It was white cotton and disappeared over the crest of her bum and between her butt cheeks. Maybe I should come out as a futanari. I had been very careful at the reception, drinking only a sip of champagne in a private toast to my gorgeous bride and two gin and tonics over the next four hours. You can get it to me when we eventually get you under contract. "Hey, Dad, Uncle Ricky is here." After lunch we walked with the cadets—forty eight of them—to the firing range where Paul had set up four fruits on a saw horse at what he claimed was fifty yards.