Therewas a huge sensory overload with her as she didn?t hear the speaker atall. She heard birds chirping outside. She looked over and saw awindow. ...he had a window in this new room! There was also a door with aknob on it. She could leave this room if she wanted. The bed she was inalso felt softer. She saw a television sitting in a cabinet on one wall,and looked over to see a huge mirror that sat over a sink. Sheeventually recognized this room as a hotel room. She got up and foundthat. On the next spin I tried to hit 6. I took it very carefully initially, getting my timing perfect and deliberately under-nudging the ball to make sure nothing peculiar happened. It seemed to respond properly, so I reduced the amount by which I "pulled my punches" (or "nudges"). My highest priority was to avoid doing anything that would look suspicious, especially when the casino management replayed the videotapes. Prof had warned me that they'd be certain to review the recent spins, to see if. Over and over I rammed my cock into her hot pussy, building a steady rhythm as her legs clamped around my waist, hands holding onto my shoulder for support.No words came from Camille, just random noises, moans, the sounds of pleasure. She was lost in the moment, pleasure hitting every nerve, every sense in her body. We stood there, the sounds of fucking filling the room. I could feel her pussy walls starting to tighten around my cock, another orgasm building. I had other ideas.I lifted her off. I didn’t get you anything.” “Just open it, please, Connor,” she whispered, sobbing. He removed the red ribbon and paper gently, unwilling to disturb the careful care of the wrapping. When he lifted the lid off the box he saw the dragon. “Oh, wow! Iz, honey, it’s beautiful. Thank you,” Connor remarked, smiling. He held it flat in his hand to admire it. Isabelle placed her hand under Connor’s to steady and position the small white tiger onto the body of the dragon. The dragon and tiger nestled.