SEEMS like EVERYONE is pointing, whispering, and looking. After about 20 minutes I get to the lady behind the counter and she says I need an ID to ge... it processed. Of course, going for ice why would I need my ID. So I need to walk all the way through the casino back to my room where security has to let me in the room. But of course they don't show up to my room for about 15 minites and I look like I am turning tricks outside my room. After getting ID and another 20 minutes in line I. The constant reaming has given him more room to go deeper, harder, faster. His cock is more than halfway in my tight poopchute.He wants it all, slipping a full 6 inches inside until I can no longer hold back my cries. I don't know if it's the length or the girth inside my anus that is worse. I don't care. I simply begin to cry out with only the pigs to hear me, my squeals for mercy matching theirs. My body violently jerks forward with every powerful pound of his into the center of my. He went through his pockets careful not to touch his gun belt and got the key. He looked up to me and winked. Mel decided not to stop sucking him off and seemed to like Ken mauling her tit and pinching her nipple.I watched intently as Danny unlocked my cuffs while his Dad was pounding my ass hard now, his hands kneading my tits mercilessly. I was actually a little jealous of Ken exploring my friend. Weird since I didn’t seem to mind the cop sucking him off! In fact, it looked kinda cool seeing. I was kept in adrugged stupor. There were headphones on my ears, which were implantinghypnotic commands firmly into my psyche. Every so often a masked manwould come into the room and put the commands to the test.He would lean over and whisper something into my ear and I would suddenlywake and spring into action, attacking him like a bitch in heat thatneeded to swallow his cock and his cum like my life depended on it.Once four men came in and I threw myself at them, roughly fucking each onthem.