Mike's turn to draw

Mike was trying to ignore whatever dispute his girlfriend and this other chick had, expecially since seeing this cute girl in corset and crotchless panties bowing down to his woman had really made him hard, and he didn't want Heather to find out.

He saw the deck of cards on the couch and smiled at himself. He knew a couple of magic tricks, it would be a great idea to make himself known to Heather's friends if he showed some of his skills to them when the ice queen herself would finally decide to introduce him to them tonight. He was not in college, having had a miserable experience he decided to help work in his father's workshop instead, so he didn't know many faces around here. And Heather was popular for being a cold bitch with a lot of followers and not many actual friends. He guessed she chose to date him to not have other school dramas like her last relationship.

He went for the cards and he noticed that one card was already almost out of the deck. He pulled and was surprised it was not a normal card, but had something written on it.

The only article of clothing men wear are open jackets. The average dick size is eight inches

"What is that? Have you really gotten hard watching that whore being a slut?" Shit, he couldn't hide the erection in time. Heather had noticed it. Now it was clearly a problem. "You think I couldn't have noticed it? You are well over the average, it's impossible to hide that trunk from anyone. Now, I would be really mad if I wasn't already a bit horny myself. So... either you go after the slut and your life is ruined from this day onward..." She got to the door, accidentally kicking the deck of cards out of the room in the process.

She closed and locked the room, then turned around. "...OR I punish you and you swear to never act like an animal again."

She slowly walked back to him.

Her expression was not playful nor needy. She was dead serious. Mike knew she meant business.

God that was hot.

He was starting to go soft, but seeing her girlfriend walk towards him, fire in her eyes, got him back to rock hard in just a second. She reached him and took a hold of his meat. She was using both hands, squeezing hard on the tip waiting for his response. He kept a muffled moan as a bit of precum leaked.

"It's not like you have a choice!"