She wondered what those lips would feel like, against her lips, against her pussy! Tonisha finally began to relax, drifting off into a hazy sleep.Lynn...was still asleep but her hand had fallen onto Tonisha's lap, her fingers, nestled between her thighs. Her skin burned as she looked at the slender white fingers contrasting with her dark brown skin. It looked so erotic. She couldn't take her eyes off the sight. Each time the bus shook from the uneven pavement, Lynn's fingers slid deeper toward. They were the ones that lacked the right look to ring the chimes of paying customers. Most of them had lives of their own outside the casino. It was those outside demands that generally resulted in a need to replace them because they were required to be available at a moment’s notice.Ramon had traded in his drug-snorting bitches for a pair of the boat-girls.They clung to him like a refrigerator magnet. Destiny and Heather were willing to share, but warned off all other females to stay away from. She puts some lube on Mr Rabbit. She spreads her legs, making them rest on the chair's armpits. She moves her basin so both her pussy and ass are offered to my eyes."You like the view, Ian ?" Yes dear. I'm getting hotter every minute."With one hand she's fondling her lower lips, parting them so Mr Rabbit she's having in her other hand has a good access to her clit. She starts to rub the tip of the dildo on her button. She's still looking at me, wetting her red lips with her tongue. My dick. How men judged women by their breast size, etc."Poor Patrick. He's got SIDS," Martha noted in a serious tone.I didn't know what she was talking about."SIDS? Sudden Infant Death Syndrome?" Maureen queried."No. Small Irish Dick Syndrome."Shock waves. I could not believe she had just said that. Out loud. To her girlfriend. Right in front of me.There was a brief moment of comprehension then Maureen started howling with laughter. Like this was the funniest thing she had ever heard in her life. Ever..