Sucking led to fucking - with our fingers, our toes, our tongues, and my cock. She fingered my ass in a way I'd never experienced. I don't mean just p...netrating - she slid her finger inside my ass until I felt her knuckles on my cheeks. She curled her fingertip back and forth, much like my doctor when he does a digital exam. I got hard immediately.While she anally indulged us both, I went after her cunt and ass at the same time. It was great to try to touch my fingertips together as I briefly. That the blood pounded strongly under the surface of her smooth, white skin.Sitting up, Renee took stock of her situation. It was reassuring to realize she was fully dressed. She slipped her hand under the waistband of her skirt and heaved another sigh of relief. She still had her panties.The room was tiny and Renee was certain she had never seen it before. Aside from the two beds, it had a washbasin and nothing else. It was stripped as bare as Fran's butt. Renee started to giggle at the. ." said her twin ... er ... Brent wasn't sure of her name."Wh-wha?" Yes, if you'd kept on winning, we might have been out there for hours." moped Sally, as she rubbed Brent's shoulders. As the pair stumbled through the hallway, Brent caught of glimpse of the three of them in an ornate, decorative mirror on the way to the guest hotel in this colossal, resort-casino-hotel-entertainment palace as only Vegas could do properly. The mirror showed a pudgy, hairy-armed bald forty-year-old with a phony. I take the blame for that because my blood starts to boil after being wrapped in his arms snuggling on the couch. His strong, masculine arms embrace my soft curves and my attention starts to wander from the movie to his beautiful body. I hate it when he wears clothes in the house because I want full access to him at all times. It happens slowly at first. His strong hands reach inside my dress and cup my breasts, playing with my nipples. I tilt my head back and gaze into his eyes knowingly.