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    Rosie didn't seem to care that Jonathan was fucking someone else. A distant, vacant smile decorated her face. Mr. Craft whispered something into Rosie's ear. Then, obediently, Rosie unzipped Mr. Craft's pants and went down on him right in front of Jonathan.
    “Oh, fuck,” he moaned.
    He was upset for just a moment. But then Karen whispered something in his ear, something he couldn’t quite make out. The music got louder.
    Rosie, on her knees, pumped more enthusiastically on Mr. Craft's bare cock. Jonathan nodded, feeling his cock throb even more as Delilah's magical pussy hugged it tight.
    There was something so very hot about what Rosie was doing. He pumped into Delilah harder and harder, watching his wife get facefucked by another man.
    He wanted his wife fucking other men all the time.
    “ Fuck me in front of your wife,” Delilah moaned. “Show her what you deserve. Show her what you fucking deserve, baby!”
    “Cum for her,” Karen moaned happily. “Win that job. Cum inside Delilah! Be the stud! Be the big stud!”
    Spasming, rocking, he emptied his unprotected load into Delilah. His cum overfilled the small woman, sliding out onto the couch. Karen greedily lapped it up. If she was lucky, Jonathan knew, she was already pregnant.
    “I’m a winner!” he grunted loudly.
    He stood up, not winded at all by the forceful fuck-session with Delilah. In front of Mr. Craft, despite his new-found strength, he felt an instant and undeniable deference flood over him.
    “Hey Boss,” he said hopefully, pointing at Rosie. “You mind if I take a few rounds with this one here? I sort of know her.”
    Mr. Craft held up a finger. “Just a moment.”
    Grabbing Rosie's hair, he pulled her off his cock and then unceremoniously came on Rosie’s naked chest. Moaning with need, Karen and Delilah crawled over and licked every bit of his seed off her body. Delilah winked at Jonathan as she did so.
    “There you are,” Mr. Craft said, dusting himself off and zipping up, before clapping Jonathan on the back. “Now, I expect you to be awake bright and early at ten in the morning to go to work. We open in a week, and there are so many preparations to make. Another couple arrives tomorrow!”
    “A couple like us?”
    “Oh yes. We started with just myself and loyal little Tasha. Isn’t it wonderful how we’ve grown?”
    Jonathan didn’t really have a chance to answer, after Rosie slid up and hopped into his massive, rock hard arms.
    “ Hi , Sweetie,” Rosie embraced him with a loving, passionate kiss. “How is my super stud husband today?”
    “I’m doing pretty great. I fucked this girl,” he said, nudging his thigh against Delilah and then Karen. “And this one sucked me off a few times.”
    “God, that’s so cool,” Rosie cooed. “I wish you could fuck us all at the same time.”
    Mr. Craft cleared his throat. “If I may, ladies and gentleman, you do have the honeymoon suite for one more night. You responded rather...rapidly to our assimilation, good little servants that you are.”
    Rosie, Karen, and Delilah’s faces all lit up at once. “Oh please!” they all moaned. “Take us, Sir! Take us in your big suite! Take us all !”
    Jonathan smiled. He loved the casino. He would do anything or anyone for it...and so would his wife.
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Bimbo Casino: No Way To Resist
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    “L et me get this straight,” said Johnny Falco, owner of the Desert Beach Casino. “You want me to sign over the rights to my entire business? The same business that I spent thirty years building from the ground up, that business? Are you out of your mind?”
    The gorgeous brunette across from him crossed her legs and smiled. Johnny watched the motion, a long, longing sigh threatening to leave his mouth. Her long, graceful legs were kept beneath a daringly short skirt, with smoky stockings covering the rest—except for, of course, her high high heels.
    Selene was painfully, omnisciently, omnipresently