After all, he had been in an air-conditioned environment all day."You don't scrub up too bad yourself" Sandy said admiringly."Well thank you, young la...dy; that deserves a drink, so let's go and have one" he said, taking her arm and leading her to the lift."What would you like to drink?" Frank asked her when they got to the bar."I better not drink much as I've got to dance tonight and I don't want to be sick. But I would like to have a glass of wine with dinner, if that's alright. Perhaps. Crawling on my knees to his spead legs and wet big tasty cock''here have fun sucking me cute sissy boy''head bobbling up and downlooking at the nice black daddy rub my face gently''cute little cock sucker, take your time, the goal is to have it fit all down that cute mouth''he made it feel like a game, helping pushing on my head , realeasing me to breath''you are so close!! you are so cute , try again baby,''standig up , over me on my pillow holding my head fucking it slowly open deep and. ” but she still accepted the two thousand pound cheque handed to her by the cashier! She looked stunned, and mum couldn’t stop laughing.“Silly bitch,” she chided. “No idea how to play the bloody thing and she still wins the jackpot, there should be a law against it.”We wandered back to the blackjack tables where I spent about half an hour neither winning or losing. Mum came and stood next to me, and I felt her stuffing something into my hand.“Keep it under the table,” she whispered, “It’s. For a long time she had despaired of ever developing a figure, but in the last couple of years her breasts and hips had really sprouted. She wasn't voluptuous -- not as much as her mother, who really had a body to die for -- but nicely curved. She could often feel boys' eyes clinging to her trim figure as she walked by, or having to force themselves to keep looking at her face rather than her chest as she talked to them. Sometimes this annoyed her, and sometimes it amused her, but she would.