I walked around the slot machines and looked for a lucky one. I found one with a picture of Elvis on it and decided that would be it, after all, he wa...s the king of Las Vegas! " Bring me good luck". I whispered silently to the king. Well, he must've heard me because after playing around with $30 bucks in change, the machine started making all kinds of noises and lights started blinking on and off and then quarters just started spilling out all over the place! So fast I tried to catch them in the. Neil was leaning over me and behind his head I saw the ceiling fan, and I took a sudden shuddering breath as my memory returned. With the memory came awareness of my body, still tingling and skin pebbling under the cooling perspiration and squirt residue. My jaw ached from Todd. My cunt throbbed from Mike. But my libido still yearned, and Neil was here. I bit my lower lip and managed a grin. "I think I need a shower." "Okay," he said, sitting back and helping me up. "Can you wait a few. I broke the table and never got another shot. You ran the table and then walked up behind me running your hands down the sides of my thighs. “Ok, I want my prize and I get to remove them.” you whispered in my ear. Your hand slid up the side of one of my thighs, pushing my skirt before it until you reached the tie on the side of my panties. You pulled on the end and it easily came untied. You let my skirt drop a bit and started pushing up the other side to finish claiming your prize. Once you. Or maybe, her grandfather... and suddenly she realized how a whore might feel on any paid night!"Get on the bed, Big Daddy!" she hissed, moving toward him. "Lydia's going to give you a ride... going to wear that great big cock of yours right down to a needle!"He did, rolling onto his back the way he figured she wanted him, and after all, it was her fucking party wasn't it! Christ, he hoped to hell he didn't suddenly wake up from a goddamned dream... ! But then, he saw and felt her hot,.