" Melissa guided me towards Jennifers dripping pussy, holding my hardness and guiding it into her raging soaked inferno. I buried myself as deep as ... could inside her and she continued her gutteral moaning and rolled on top of me. We began a wild ride of passionate fucking only to stop short of me exploding inside of her. I could feel the bed move and realized that Melissa had been lubricating Jennifers ass with her tongue as we were fucking. Now Melissa knelt between my legs and Jennifers. The Vegas casino scenes that we'd seen in movies had been full of very glamorous and sexy girls, and this was a "Strip Casino" after all. It turned out that our worries (and hopes) had been largely unnecessary. There were, for example, no strippers. Apparently you can't trust Hollywood in at least the four w-dimensions that my minds had experience of, and I suspected probably a few others as well.We nailed the next two spins too, making three out of three (I wasn't counting the first, overly. Daddy pulled his cock out and pulled Christy’s head down and said, “Suck my cock you little slut”. With that, he pushed her head down and made her lick the head. “oh yeah, baby, suck daddy’s dick, Oh yeah, suck on that cock. Now, move up and down on the shaft, lick underneath it. Oh yeah, that’s right.”Daddy pulled her up again and once again entered the woman’s pussy. He pushed it in hard, and then pulled it out slowly. Every time he slammed it home, he jarred the bed and she could feel her. Suddenly, he hears the front door open. He also hears giggling. It is Tinsel and she isn’t alone. He doesn’t want to be caught in her room, yet he doesn’t have time to get out through the hallway to his room in time wither. Frantic, Scott opens the sliding closet door, steps inside and shuts it behind him. As he turns around in the cramped closet he can see into the room through the slats in the door. He quickly notices too, that he had neglected to drop Tinsel’s panties.The man tries to be.