Chapter 12

• The flight was uneventful. The flight attendants were attentive, which was annoying only because I had wanted to play with Kat's cum-filled pussy. We had to resort to dirty talk, which made the three hours go quickly.
• When we arrived, a Wynn Resorts Rolls Royce waited for us outside baggage claim. The driver was familiar, and I tipped him up front. The Strip buzzed with neon and energy as we drove up the back route to the Wynn, its curved tower inviting and promising adventure. My host met us with our room keys. By 10 p.m., we were in our suite. By 10:05, Kat's tits were pressed against a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the Strip. I awkwardly drove my cock inside her because of the odd standing-up position we had to use, but the glory of the view was too good not to be inside her while we enjoyed it. I pulled her head back by her hair, licked her ear, and said, "This is my favorite city, and it has never looked better."
• She slipped out from under me and turned around, mashing her ass against the window this time. She kissed me and said, "I hope someone out there can see us."