Lovely Sarah claimed the £42,50 prize so we were all set got round two. Our table had no luck to start though we came close then Anna won 25$ on “p...stage stamp” bingo with three games to play till the “biggie”. Brother Austin’s ticket won another round of drinks just prior to the penultimate “four corners” which Mom won for 40$ and people were starting to tease that we were cheating. Then it was the finale. As if in a dream Sarah,s numbers began to click off till amazing,y she needed two. He turned back around, his eyes seeming to drink me in again. Funny thingwas, it wasn't a creepy stare. Or even a leering one. It wasn't like he wassitting next to the stage at Hard Bodies ogling the stripper in front ofhim. It was more like a pensive, appreciative look. Like you might find onsomeone standing in front of a Monet at the Louvre.It made my heart flutter wildly."Morning," he said. "You look really nice."I smiled, feeling a bit of the determined boldness I'd thought about beforebed. "I'm tapped into the good doctor's phone line. He just called Roseville Hospital to make the admission arrangements for Mark Whiting. He's now scheduled for a tonsillectomy at 1500 hours on October 31. Just like history says." Was there ever any doubt?" Ken asked, tossing the McDonald's bags on the unoccupied bed and grabbing a seat. On the other bed, Wing was in the throes of orgasm, her breath tearing in and out, her mutterings graphic and obscene."Nothing is a given," Spankworth told him,. Her hand never left my cock and she stroked it until the soap was gone.Then the soaping continued and unexpectedly her fingers slide between my ass and I felt her hand slide all the way down and on the way back up a finger probed my ass hole. My reflex was to clamp my ass shut and she stopped, “No?” she asked. I answered by relaxing again and felt her continue the up and down through my crack and on each pass up her middle finger would probe again. It was just a momentary thing, until the last.