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Spurt after long, gooey spurt of jism erupted from his prick, and Clark bucked and humped into Denise's cunt with all his might. As soon as the fierce tides of orgasm had receded from his body, Clark straightened and allowed Denise to drop her legs to either side of his body.

She had been bent completely double by his forceful fucking. Denise had received another wonderful screw that had momentarily sated her body's lusts.

Clark looked down into Denise's loving brown eyes as he smiled and asked, "Was it good enough, doll?"

"Terrific, Clark. Simply terrific! I wish I could have you around all the time. I get to feeling so damned trapped with Ray. It's enough to make me want to scream."

"Like you did a few minutes ago?" Clark teased.

"No, dammit! I feel like a prisoner around here. Ray goes off on his trips and leaves me all alone. If he'd only take me along with him… Oh, hell, what good would that do? He's so crummy in bed it makes me sick. Even more so now that I've found a well hung stud like you!"

Her loving eyes, filled Clark with pride. He had really gotten to this chick. The difference in their ages didn't matter at all. The way Clark looked at it, he could just fuck fifteen years better than her husband and thus satisfy her fifteen years better.

"Look, doll, why don't we just go on up to Las Vegas for the weekend? I can get away from my keeper…" Clark's voice trailed off for a moment when he mentioned his wife. Clark was so demanding and shrewish it made him want to kill her. But he knew better. She'd inherit all that bread as soon as her aunt kicked off, and Clark was no fool. He'd, be rich in another year or two. Until then, he could fuck around with chicks like Denise… "and we can live it up for a couple days. What do you say to that?" He knew what her reaction would be.

"Do you mean it, Clark? Las Vegas? WOW!" Denise managed to sit up and throw her arms around his neck. Clark allowed himself to be pulled down to the bed beside the eager woman. As his mouth met hers and their tongues began to erotically duel, he knew he'd be able to fuck her three, maybe four more times that night.

And in Vegas, hell, there'd be no stopping him with a dynamite chick like Denise!

The jet plane touched down at McCarran International Airport and smoothly taxied to the terminal. Denise and Clark left the 727 arm in arm, the woman bubbling over with her enthusiasm.

"Oh, Clark, this is… is soooo great! I mean, I've never been to Las Vegas before?" The brunette lowered her voice slightly and continued, "And to be here with you…"

She didn't have to finish the sentence. Clark could tell what she meant by the way Denise squeezed down on his brawny arm. She was excited to be going anywhere since her husband had made it a point to leave her at home all the time.

"Well, doll, this is an exciting place." For good measure, he added, "And even more exciting with you here."

These were the words that she wanted to hear. She snuggled closer to him although the desert sun burned down brightly on them. They went into the terminal and found their luggage.

Clark told Denise, "I got us a room at the Stellar Hotel. It's the biggest and newest hotel in all of Clark County."

"Clark County? Did they name it after you?"

Clark laughed. "Hardly, though Heaven knows I've lost enough money in the casinos here that they should!"

They checked into the Stellar. As Clark signed the guest register with a flourish, Denise tugged at his arm and said, "Send the bags on up to the room and let's look around. This place is simply marvelous and so exciting!"

Clark sighed. He was getting horny having the lovely woman clinging to his arm so tightly. He wanted something even tighter around him.

Clark wanted her ultra tight cunt gripping down on his cock!

But he sighed and agreed. If Denise was satisfied with the looks of the hotel, she might be even hotter in bed. Row, the man couldn't imagine, but the thought of even more energetic fucking from the oversexed brunette turned him on in a big way.

"Lead on! Where do you want to go first?"

Denise looked around the massive lobby decorated with all types of outer space gear. A satellite sailed back and forth across the high lobby ceiling winking red and green lights at the patrons below. Space suits gleamed silvery bright from each corner of the room and scantily clad waitresses carried exotic looking drinks to the gamblers.

Clark found one red headed waitress with knockers that couldn't be believed. He idly considered how much silicone must have gone into her boobs to make them twin 45s, then was even more shocked when it occurred to him that her knockers might be for real.

To fuck her.

But Clark's mind was pulled back to the slender brunette by his side. Denise's youthful enthusiasm would more than make up for the professional expertise the redhead probably had.

"Clark, let's go watch the roulette wheel!" Denise didn't want to admit her ignorance, but roulette was about all she knew how to play. As they passed the crap tables, she was astounded to see stacks of hundred dollar bills being passed around like so much play money. At the roulette wheel, on the far side of the room past row upon row of slot machines, Denise was even more amazed at the stacks of large denomination chips that were won and lost.

"Clark, could we try it? Just once? Please?" Her voice was so plaintive, Clark momentarily forgot his intention of fucking her cross eyed the instant they walked into the hotel.

"Okay, doll, anything you want. Wait here for a sec…"

He went and bought ten dollars worth of chips and came back. Denise was hypnotized by the spinning silver ball and the red and black checkerboard of the wheel.

Clark said, "Let's bet this, then go up to the room. How's that sound to you?"

"Fine. But what'll we bet on?"

"You just take these five chips and bet on anything you want."

"But…" Denise started to protest, then said, "never…"

She resolved to do the best she could. The brunette watched a couple of the other players betting on either red or black. Hesitantly, she placed two chips on red.

The ball landed in a black notch, and she lost her bet.

"Oh, damn!" She was mad that she lost so she illogically placed one chip on red and one on black.

"Now, let's see me lose!"

Clark shook his head and decided that he might explain what she had done later.

"Double zero!" cried the croupier and pulled in all chips from the table.

Denise looked dumfounded. "That's not fair! I had a chip on both colors, and it came up green!"

"Them's the breaks, sweetie," Clark said.

"Hell!" Denise declared and tossed her last chip down onto the table. It landed to cover black thirteen.

As she turned to go with Clark to their room, the croupier called out, "Thirteen black the winner!"

Denise stopped far a moment, did a double take, then hauled in the seventy dollars she'd won. She threw her arms around Clark's neck and hugged him.

"I won! I won! Today's my lucky day!"

Clark mentally added, and mine, too doll.

Mine, too!

They went up the ten floors to their room and, when they entered, Denise caught her breath.

The sumptuous room looked like it was fit for royalty. Denise cried as she spun around looking at the gorgeous furnishings, "This is fantastic! I've never dreamed of such a lovely place!"

Clark said, "Any place with you in it, doll, is the loveliest spot on earth." He began stripping off his clothes, his cock snapping erect in front of his groin.

When Denise saw the sign of his lust twitching and throbbing in anticipation of being buried in her cunt, she felt herself begin to grow wet with lust. How she wanted his mighty rod crammed all the way up her cunt!