"Thank you for cumming on my face," she seductively whispered as she smiled up at me. "You have a beautiful cock, Gil. Thank you." I grinned down at ...er and said, "I have a key to Amanda's house. Let's go there, now." "Right now? It's past three in the morning? Why can't we stay here?" Genevieve asked. "We're in the city that never sleeps. Or at least that's what the song says. I don't believe that Sinatra would lie. I have things at Amanda's place that I know you will enjoy. I need to use. Oh shit… I think. ‘I’ll fucking kill him!’ she declares, still holding my head to the side. ‘Does it hurt?’ she asks with worry, sticking her finger into what I figure must be the developing bruise on my right temple. ‘OW!!’ I yell. ‘It does when you do that!!’ I tell her as I punch her and force her away from me. At that Abbie giggles, but her delight in my return still doesn’t change the fact that she’s mad. ‘So who the fuck did it?’ she demands, but I just sigh and shake my head. ‘Forget. He and the woman kissedbriefly but affectionately, then they got in the car and drove off. Linseywatched in stunned disbelief as the BMW idled impatiently at a nearbyred light. As the light changed to green the car turned right in a squealing,rubber-burning skid, attracting the disapproving glances of passers-by.What really confused Linsey was that even with a distance of ten floorsbetween them, the woman, especially with her long dark hair, looked remarkablysimilar to herself. She was an. From the beating of the headboard on the wall and screaming it sounded like they were really working over a Vegas call girl. I laid there listening to them fucking the hell out of some poor girl for a while. Since I wasn't going to get a nap I decided to go to the spa and see if my wife wanted to head to the bar but she wasn't there. They said she left about a couple hours ago. Well then she must be at the pool I thought but I looked and looked but no sign of her. Checked the casino but.