"Yes, Momma," Sean said with a grin. He knew what was coming next."Well, you forgot to comb your hair young man," Martha gently scolded. She knew his ...air was uncontrollable but she didn't want him to quit trying.Sean's hair was a wild red mop that Sean didn't seem to have a lot of control over. It wasn't so much that it looked real bad or stuck out from his head in different directions, at least in Sean's opinion. It just looked, wild."No, I didn't forget, Momma," Sean replied. "I combed it. Do they know what she isn’t wearing I wonder? Moving further around the room I place myself in her line of sight so that I catch her eye. Smiling I deliberately let my eyes rove over her body. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly and shows me her silhouette. Lovely figure, nice breasts and tight butt very tidy.Daring a little, I also turn slightly side on revealing an impolite lump in the front of my pants. She watches eyes widening as she. Finally, it was Brent who spoke up.“Sure, I think so,” he said. “Just as long as I don’t have to help him with it!” he added hastily.Jess laughed. “No, I think we can handle that job.”My heart leapt. I was finally going to get that damned cage removed. Or so I thought.Amelia stood up and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing me down.“K, lay down on your back on the sand, hands behind your head,” she said. “Now spread your legs apart. Wider. There, that’s it.”Amelia cupped by sack and rolled my. I think it’s fair to say, and for those of you who have yet to read the earlier stories, that Jenn and I were dirty, naughty whores throughout the five-night trip. Actually, another moral issue here, we weren’t whores as no-one was charged money in this adventure, we were paid with copious amounts of sticky cum.And so, here we were in Vegas, hyped up on the idea of making some money, and more probably hyped up thinking we might (who am I kidding!) get laid, so it was downstairs to the casino as.