117 miles and two hours from Vegas. If I got this job I wouldn’t be commuting.The Hen House was actually a few miles outside of Beatty, on the bank...of a puny or intermittent stream among a few cottonwoods. There was an old wooden ranch house with verandas all around, and scrabble-like jumble of trailers or modular units behind a cyclone fence. I parked in the sun-blasted gravel lot and walked to an indentation in the fence that led to front door in one of the trailers. A sign said Push. I had checked into my room shortly after 11 am this morning, so that one was also possible.In fact, it was slightly preferred. The higher guarantee would have a bigger draw, plus I wasn’t sure about the bounty concept. I had never played with one before. It might affect how people played in odd ways that I wasn’t sure I wanted to deal with right now. I decided to go ahead and jump back to the earlier tourney.I moved back in the tunnel until I saw myself putting away my clothes into a dresser.. "Don't talk, baby. Lick it." Gunjan parted her lips, and then clamped them over his hard throbbing cockshaft. She glided her lips up and down his long piece of hot cockmeat, drenching it in spit. Her tongue flicked out, caressing his cockshaft as her head moved up and down."Yeah, baby," Atharva rasped. "Lick it. Suck it!"Yes, Daddy," Gunjan panted. She slobbered spit all over his fat prick shaft, slapped her tongue over his balls and coated them with her drool. The rough texture of his ball-sac. She had her other hand around his big balls and could feel them begin to swell and tighten, indicating he was getting close to cumming. She pulled him out of her throat but kept his cock head in her mouth so that when he came, she could swallow and breathe. He held off cumming somehow so she slowly went down on him and began deep throating him very slowly and deliberately. She lowered her head down his shaft until she could feel the head of his cock lodge deep in her throat and her nose was.