Autoroll 3

The dice rolled a three for Mark, causing Cocksleeve to groan. He really wasn't excited for the next victim of Mark's wrath. Mark was still going ball deep in Chad, much to his displeasure.

"Mark, I need to roll." Mark groaned and stopped, his hands gripping tightly on Chad's hips. "Please."

"N-No!" Mark shook his head and whimpered. "I-I cant! Lemme cum first or just have the game let you roll from down here." Mark let go of Chad's hips and grabbed his head. "Fucking instincts." Chad took the opportunityand rushed to get away, the dick sliding out of his ass. Mark suddenly snarled, Steve whimpering next to him.

Chad quickly sat down, watching Mark fight with himself. Mark opened his eyes scanning the table. Mark flashed a tooth and rushed to Tony. "You wont talk back." Tony let out a muffled scream as Mark pushed himself onto the still seated man.