That's when I noticed her eyes staring directly at my bulge as she talked. The boldness kicked back in as I reached over and gave her big tit a squee...e. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. "Mmmm" she let out a small moan every time I squeezed harder. It was hard to pay attention to the road. Her nipples were hard and yearning for my lips to suck on them. "Are we almost there?" "Almost" I could hardly breathe, I wanted to fill this desperate wife up with my semen. I noticed. Then, as darkness fell, she zoomed in on the crowds along the Las Vegas Strip. She was mildly enjoying playing tourist from thirty-six thousand kilometers above the surface of the earth when she noticed people entering the giant Viva Vision video tunnel of the Fremont Street Experience.“I’ve always wanted to see what that looked like at night,” she said to herself as she zoomed three satellites down onto the entrance. The glare of the thirteen million LEDS which made up the four-block long. “I’m still not as nice looking as you. Ready to go?”She blushed again and nodded. “Yes, Lord.”Jack crooked out his elbow, but Kirsten just looked at him curiously. Tina laughed and took her daughter’s hand and pushed it through. “Take his arm, silly!”Jack pulled Kirsten towards the door before the girl got any more nervous. He led her outside and opened the door of the Mercedes and waited while she settled in before going around to get in on his side.It wasn’t a long drive to the Hilton, what. That a little moderation, a little seduction, and maybe the judicious use of certain drugs could help him achieve his goals. There was never a hint that his ideas were wrong ... what did morals have to do with the anointed?Riki was just a driver on the rally circuit ... I mean ... really ... a girl doing a male dominated job? The last name completely passed over his head. What kind of a name is Valmaat?She was pretty, had a excellent set of the things that girls were meant to have ... and that.