But when my juices started running down my cock you ran your fingers through it, moved them to your mouth and licked them. That was all I needed. “P...ease, baby,” I whispered, “Make me cum. Jerk me fast and make me cum.” You put your hand back on me and began to stroke me quickly. When you whispered, “Let me see you cum, baby. I want to see it,” I let loose. Hot, white cum shot out of me in a fury. Four gushes came out flying into the air and then down to cover your hand. You kept stroking me. It was a prime people watching spot. At 2 am, you would see all the girls leaving the clubs in their slutty dresses. Usually they were walking around the casino bare foot because their feet hurt from wearing high heels. An even funnier scene was watching all of the high class hookers approaching all of the unsuspecting men. We arrived at the Wynn and we were barely inside the door when we were approached by two cougars. Both had to be in their 50's and both had on skin tight dresses. Luckily. Meg celebrated her son’s accomplishment with a dinner for two. It was their moment, and she wanted him all for herself.15Early dinner, Meg had at least two bottles of wine in her. She held onto her son’s muscular body as they strolled out for a walk after dinner. Luke enjoyed her by his side. The passers-by thought they a cute couple. He felt accomplished. He did not think of his future that evening. His internship in the city did not start immediately.Meg kissed her son often. Luke. I think that might have been why once we started making out, I might have acted like a bit of a slut.”I squeezed her hand at that and said “No Holly, don’t think anything like that. You might have been hung up on Keith, but I think I might have also been hung up on Linda and just not realized it. Even when we were kissing and I felt you against me, I think I might have unknowingly been comparing you to a small petite girl that had somehow never really left my thoughts. But if I had not met her.