We arrived in the city and went straight to the parking garage of the casino. It is one that is never closed and never empty plus it’s a damn site cheaper than any of the other parking places nearby. I collected the ticket at the entry and drove straight up the ramp. It’s not worth wasting your time looking on the lower levels for a spot especially when the elevators take you to any floor you want. Besides, your car is less likely to get damaged because there are less people parked on the higher levels. I ended up going all the way to the roof. The weather was supposed to be nice all weekend and unless it was packed, not many people parked this far up. To be completely honest I had isvecbahis visions of fucking Sarah over the bonnet of the car up here with everyone in the buildings around us all able to watch. So yeah, I kind of had an ulterior motive. However, at this point we had other things to attend to. We wandered back down to the reception desk and got our key card to get into the room we had booked earlier. We went to our room and had a look around. The view of the city was amazing. We had our own private balcony which looked down over the city to our left and to our right was the new extension of building we were in whose rooms also had their own balconies. Absolutely everyone with the exception isveçbahis giriş of the lowest floors had a great view. It was going to look spectacular at night. We went back up to the car to collect our bags and on the ride back down in the elevator Sarah was squirming. She would slowly rub her thighs together in the most erotic way and couldn’t stand still. “Are you okay babe? You look like you’re busting for the loo.” “I’m just so fucking turned on today. I can’t remember ever being this horny. I’m so wet I can feel my cum running down my thighs, it’s so slippery.” “Fuck. Keep that up I might just have to fuck you right here and now.” “I wish you would.” “Oh man, I’m isveçbahis yeni giriş going to end up being arrested by the end of this weekend.” I could smell her arousal and I wanted so badly to taste her. Just then the elevator slowed to a stop and a couple got in. They appeared to be in their early to mid fifties. He looked terribly embarrassed and she looked like she had had a chardonnay or three too many. Someone started the weekend early. She wobbled into the elevator on heels clearly not designed for this level of alcohol intake while he bravely held onto her elbow to stop her landing face first on the floor. “Don’t push me around Philip; I know how to walk on my own.” He looked at me apologetically. “Sorry.” Although he was speaking to me his wife took that as an apology to her. “Just be gentle with me or I’ll be covered in bruises.” “Yes dear.” The sigh and the resignation in his voice spoke volumes.