But lets just say that she’s not too experimental and definitely we were in a sexual rut. She turned to me and whispered, "Steve, these people have ...o clothes on." I looked up as if totally surprised and unaware. "Cool! I exclaimed, well you know what they say, when in Rome." With that I dropped my shorts, reached over and took my book out of her hands and lay down on the blanket.Anne just stood there looking around. "Stop staring and join me," I suggested. "It's rude to stare!" Well I’m not. When that happens she gets very animated and cock hungry trying to swallow the whole thing . I don't think she's ever succeeded but not from a lack of trying . When she's cumming she wants the cock she's sucking to do the same so she was really working it and we were enjoying watching her work it .He takes forever to cum but after a while we could see him stiffen up and unload in her mouth . She's like a vacuum and never misses a drop . Soon she sat up , straightened herself out and looked at. The mostly middle-aged men were up to their necks with hidden urges to degrade and humiliate some beautiful strange girl in a way they would never pester their wives or secret girlfriends. The casino girls knew their place in the game of chance and seldom made waves because the benefits were substantial and the gratification was truly immediate.They might go home with tired, limping asses, but their purses were bulging with monetary rewards that school teachers or waitresses could only dream. We went over and started to work. This woman seemed happy to have us there and had alot of work. Only problem was is that she was a major penny pincher and a real bitch. The first couple of days were not too bad. We worked hard and late into the night. This woman would start drinking wine at around five and by about eight she would be really toasted, the more toasted she got the more she would nit pick at our work. This woman was named Connie and she was in her late fifties. She was about.