He was covered with a glistening sheen of sweat, and Lissa could see the muscles in his broad back rippling smoothly as he shadowboxed. A skinny black...guy was standing behind him, rubbing his shoulders."Remember, this guy knows how to fight," said the black guy. "So don't get cocky, you hear me?" Have you ever seen me cocky, Mickey?" asked the blond guy. Something about the way he said it, sort of amused and exasperated, made Lissa smile."Always a first time," said Mickey. "Keep him off with. It felt good. Then he slowly began to run his finger through my ass crack, getting closer and closer to my hypersensitive asshole. I began to squirm a little, which seemed to encourage the old man. His finger probed deeper, and he started to run his fingertip around my hole in circles. I was blazing hot, and let out a little moan, while my ass began to gyrate in unison with his finger motions. This emboldened him, and his stiff finger finally found its mark, and he slid it up my asshole.. Keep those cards separate from the ones that are just general interest.”After making sure all the equipment in the booth was operating as it should and that the computers for the displays were running as intended the group poked around some of the exhibition space and then met up for dinner.The group went out to the Luxor and went to the early Blue Man Group show before heading back to their hotel for the night.As they entered the two-bedroom suite JR assumed the mantel of authority regarding. Amelia had given her advance notice that Mark would be visiting this week. “And don’t be so rude, look our guest in the eye, Gina. This is Mark.” She complied, and Mark gave her a winning grin obviously filled with the most sensual intentions. Her heart both skipped a beat and sank into her stomach at once.“His name is Gina?” asked Mark, bemused.“Oh, yes,” replied Amelia, “ever since she forfeited her right to be addressed and treated like a male, she’s only responded to that name. Or ‘sissy,’.