We both made our wagers and returned in time for the start of the third race, I lost again and yet another ticket found its way to the pitted concrete...pavement beneath my heels. I could feel the wind tugging at my hat by this point and I secured it with a chin strap. Don’t ask me to explain, guys, but I also know that a chin strap can be positioned behind the ears – aren’t ears the handiest thing you’ve ever seen? Make good ankle rests, or so I’m told! After the fifth race I excused myself from. Look if we don’t like it we can always get back here and get some hoochie pussy in one of the clubs.”So, after talking to one of the valets at the hotel, he marked on our map several places to check out, and then we were on our way. He was real cool he told us about two place that he had been before where the women are supposed to be knockouts and we would pay a little more but it is worth every dime you put out. Now, I never paid for pussy before but that is because I didn’t know where to. We kept noticing that the ones we liked the most were by a very beautiful, quite young, Goth girl. She wasn't heavily pierced but had some tasteful piercings, that we could see. And, of course, she was adorned with ink, from tribal markings to colorful, ornate artwork. We learned that she had created the artwork and found an artist that could give it to her in the same detail. Beautiful, especially on her porcelain skin which was further accented by her black hair and piercing blue eyes. She. The smell of sex was everywhere and was totally intoxicating. I quit paying attention to the hole and found a channel that was nothing but cum shots, my favorite. I pulled my pants down and started stroking my cock. My head was spinning.Then the door to the booth next to mine opened. I quickly pulled my pants back up. The guy came in and stood in front of the TV screen, dropped in some tokens and pulled his cock out and started stroking. I was mesmerized by this. I, as usual, couldn’t take my.