I could feel an electric ozonitic crispness to the air about me, alive with possibility.I settled into a booth in the lounge off the casino and Marco ...curled up at my feet. I closed my eyes. I came unstuck. I went away.Vegas pulses at night with a sexual beat. Warm bodies in tiny clothes dance on stages to tribal rhythms. Businessmen from Pacoima prowl for strange pussy. Nurses from Nashua feel set loose and have one drink too many for their marriage.Its like a warm bath, it washes over me and I. Rubbing it in with both hands, she slightly extended her tongue as if licking it from her fingers. She worked her way to some that was dripping down her DD breasts and rubbed in a thin coat all over her chest. Ive seen her do this many times before (not usually with lotion though) and she was starting to affect me. I could only wonder what she was doing to the other guys. She raised her legs, one at a time, and finished covering herself with all that was left. As she raised each leg, her pussy. Walking up to you, I just smile and look into your face, both of us standing there, not knowing what to say. I break the ice and lean down to give you a kiss on your cheek and simply say "Hey beautiful". This ellicits are laugh from you and you give me a hug and we kiss on the lips. I slide my hands down your sides, and slightly pick you up and pull you in close to me. Feeling your boobs pressed against me is amazing, you can also feel my cock getting hard against your leg and let out a little. Crystal was visually upset and wanted to know what the fuck my problem was. She told me it wasn't so much not going through with it but more about the timing of when I asked them to stop. She felt like it had already gone past the returning point, especially since we had been drinking and the feelings were way more amplified.I just explained to her that I couldn't do it, I just could not go through with it and I was sorry. Her response to me was, "At least let me go finish him." Finish him? Why.