1. Vegas weekend


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: down-onu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My husband and I spent the weekend of the 4th in Vegas. Flew out Friday morning. Stayed at the MGM, and flew back Sunday night. Saw the show Absinthe at Caesars Palace Friday night. What a funny show. Very crude but hilarious. But I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. What you do want to hear, is all about what happened Saturday night. After dinner at the buffet. My husband heads off to play poker, the kind they show on TV. I enjoy playing roulette. I find a table. It's crowded, but there is a place at the end near the rope. First I should tell you what I'm wearing. Black slacks, Black plunge bra, and a black shear, with silver design, loose, low cut cami. The &#034girls&#034 were very much on display. There were probably six other people at the table. I knew every time I leaned forward to place a bet I was putting on a show. I acted like nothing was going on, but knew everyone at the table was staring at my tits. You could tell three of the guys at the table were friends. They were young, no more than twenty five. Always joking with each other. Of coarse they start talking to me. Find out they were in Vegas because one of their friends had turned 21. I'm sure they had been drinking because they were a bit rowdy. I hear one of them say, loud enough for me to hear, &#034I love it when she plays 14&#034. I have to lean quite far to reach 14. Hearing that I say, maybe I shouldn't play 14 anymore. His friend hits him in the arm. The next bet I played 14 again looking him in ...
    the eyes. He didn't stare at my tits that time. We all talked and joked for another half hour. Then two other friends showed up. They introduced Alex as the birthday boy. He was saying the fireworks are going to start in a few minutes. They wanted to see the fireworks and pleaded for me to join them. They were nice enough guys and I decided to join them. We color up our chips and head out the door. The first firework goes off as soon as we get outside. There was a mass of humanity blocking the sidewalk. You couldn't get out far enough to see anything because the buildings blocked it. One guy suggest to go to the room because it faces the strip. We could see everything from there. And like on queue, they all look at me. I just say, really, you want me to come to your room? They are all coming up with excuses why it would be great to go to the room. &#034Nothings going to happen.&#034 &#034It will be fine.&#034 &#034We are really nice guys.&#034 So.......we get to their room. They have adjoining rooms. First thing I see are mattresses on the floor. I ask what's that? They tell me there not sl**ping in the same bed. Some sl**p on the mattresses on the floor. The other guys sl**p on the box springs. We're not gay! We go to the window and right there in front of us are the fireworks. They were awesome. The show ends. The guys suggest doing more shots. They had a bottle of Patron. Of coarse they offer me some. I do one, then another. Now the conversation changed. They want to know ...
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