Was she about to try to whoop her sister?Next thing you know I her a bang followed by moans. The moans were loud and sexy and I wanted to see why ther... were there.I hurried and opened the closet door and almost shot another load Both sisters were naked and Shay had her sister bent over and was bumping pussies with her like she was hitting it from the back. They both looked at me, shay was biting her lip and Anita was moaning in pleasure."Now did you like him licking your pussy?" Shay asked. I was constantly surprised at the whims of human nature that favored sitting down at a betting table instead of getting a shot at one of the glamorous models that stalked the hallways and the private rooms of the paying guests. There was an entire multi-layered system of comps and perks for the gambling guests that left them with a feeling of getting something for nothing even though they might have lost a bundle at the gambling tables.Even the most gorgeous of the showgirls understood how. ” Suddenly I knew that if I stepped beck through the door of our house I would stay there; that my guilt and misplaced feelings of loyalty would prevent me returning to Paul. Suddenly I knew that In wanted to be with him; I needed to see what it would be like to be with him all weekend as lovers. If I stepped through the door of my home now I would never know. I would forever have been his one night fuck! “It would be a shame to break up the party,” Paul continued, nodding at the bedroom door. I shook my head to clear it, and looked down at the planner. Today was one I had been looking forward to since receiving word that Mr. Jackson Austin Emerly would, indeed, see me. I had been trying to get an interview with him for weeks. I was doing an article on entrepreneurs and his name surfaced toward the end of my research. He was a quiet man in his 50’s who had amassed a sizeable fortune and rumors bounced all over Savannah about him. If anything could pique the interest of Savannah.