As we pulled up to the front of the hotel, I saw her watching for me. Sabrina looked so beautiful standing there in her sexy red dress, tight and showing her curves off to maximum effect. Her blonde hair shimmered and bounced lightly as she looked around, and I smiled as I realized she had no idea I had arrived. James came around and opened my door, and as I stepped out, she glanced my way, and I saw her face light up as she realized it was me.
"Daddy!" she called, as she rushed up and put her arms around my neck, pressing her sweet little body next to mine as she lightly kissed my cheek. "A limo! How nice!"
As I took her hand to help her into the limousine, I thought about the adventure that was ahead of me. In the years that Sabrina and I had been getting together, she had delighted in roll play. We had done a number of different roles - doctor and patient; professor and coed; boss and secretary - that were almost always ones where our age difference came into play. But by far Sabrina's favorite was father and daughter, and I must admit, being Sabrina's "Daddy" was quite the turn-on, due to the taboo nature of it. Most of the time we had met in either her city or mine, and thus had to be very discreet, but this time we were far either of our homes, and Sabrina said she wanted to explore her exhibitionist side. What this might entail I didn't know, but was excited to find out.
As I slipped into the seat, Sabrina snuggled up close, and James (not his real name as far as I knew, but a limo driver just MUST be called James, am I right?) came around and got into the driver's seat. "Where to, sir?"
"The MGM Casino," I replied, as I reached for the button to raise the privacy divider. But Sabrina placed her hand on mine, smiling as she shook her head "no". It made me a little nervous, but her going all in on this was also driving me wild.
"Oh, Daddy, I missed you so much! I'm glad we've got this time to spend together," Sabrina said, as she took my arm and kissed the side of my neck. She took one hand and ran it across my chest, and slid it slowly down below my waist, running briefly over my rapidly hardening cock, and then down to my thigh. As James pulled away from the curb, she nuzzled my neck and caressed my balls, while I reached my arm around her back pulling her close. My hand gently cupped her perfect B cup breast, and I realized I was right, she wasn't wearing a bra under that dress, as her nipple quickly became a tight little point in my palm.
While she was careful never to look towards the front, I knew she was putting on a show for James. In a voice just loud enough to be heard, she said to me, "How far is it to the casino, Daddy? Do we have time to play some?"
I smiled and said, "I think we've got time, baby."
"Oh, good!" she replied, "I've been wanting to suck your cock for SOOOOO long!"
With that, she slid to her knees between my thighs and unzipped my suit pants, pulling out my hard cock and stroking it gently. "I just love your cock, Daddy." I'm a rather average 6" size, but Sabrina had always said what a nice shape it was, and she had a smile on her face as she dipped her head down towards it.
Of all the wonderful qualities that Sabrina possessed, by far my favorite was what she called her specialty - she was a world class cocksucker. With her hand holding around the base, her mouth slowly closed over the tip, and I felt her tongue lightly caress the bottom of the shaft. Her lips wrapped tightly around me, as she starting moving my cock in and out of her mouth, taking a little bit more each time. Her eyes shown brightly as she looked up at me, and I smiled down at her in response - she knew how much I enjoyed seeing a woman's eyes as my cock disappeared in her mouth. She was working into a delightful rhythm as she knelt there in front of me, and the pleasure she was giving me was intense.
As I leaned back in the seat, my eyes went across the open privacy screen, and I could see James looking in the rear view mirror towards us. From the angle I knew he couldn't actually see Sabrina sucking my cock, as her head was blocking his view, but there was little doubt what was going on. I groaned both with the pleasure of the excellent blowjob I was getting, but also the perverse sensation of being watched.
"Oh, baby, suck Daddy's cock! You are such a sweet little cocksucker." James was definitely taking this in, as I rested my hand lightly on the back of her head, and the knowledge made my cock even harder.
"Thank you, Daddy! You know I love being Daddy's little slut! Are you going to feed me a nice hot load of your cum?" Ordinarily I might have laughed at our cheesy porno dialogue, but somehow having James there overhearing things just made it hot.
"Of course, baby, I know how much you like to eat Daddy's cum."
Sabrina gave a little squeal of delight, and went back to work. Her hands rested on my thighs as she took me, using only her mouth to caress my shaft. Now she was really getting into it, taking me deeper and deeper into her throat until finally, her lips were pressed against my stomach. She looked up at me, her eyes glistening with tears as she held my cock completely in her mouth, and incredibly I felt her little tongue snake out a bit and lick down towards my balls. She kept me there for a moment, and then retreated up to the tip, and then down again. My cock never completely left her mouth, but as she continued to fuck her face with my hard cock, I could tell the time had come.
"Here it comes, baby, Daddy's about to cum! Eat my cum, you little slut!" I cried out, as my cock started spurting a thick load of sperm into her beautiful sucking mouth. Sabrina never let up on me, not that she had any choice as I had a firm grip on her hair and kept her mouth held tightly around my cock as I fired round after round off into her. As I held her head, I felt a shutter go through her body as she had an orgasm of her own - she often had a climax with my cock in her mouth, so I knew she enjoyed giving head as much as I enjoyed getting it. As my orgasm eased off and I relaxed my hold on her head, she continued to gently bob her head on my cock, milking the last bit of cum from me, and just keeping me right on the tailing edge of my climax.
Finally she let my cock slip out of her mouth, licked her lips, and said with a dreamy look in her eyes, "Thank you, Daddy, that was yummy as always."
Just then, James looked back and said, "We're arriving at the casino, sir." Sabrina tucked me back into my pants and joined me on the seat as we pulled up to the curb at the casino. James came around to open our door while I kissed Sabrina lightly on her mouth. "Thank you, baby, that was excellent as always."
Once inside the casino, Sabrina was her usual bubbly self, playing up the father-daughter dynamic, as her tight little body in the closely fitting dress drew the attention of most of the men there. For the most part, she was perfectly appropriate for a daughter out with her daddy, smiling and laughing while touching me lightly on the arm, or taking my hand. But occasionally she would be a naughty girl, brushing her hand across my crotch, or leaning against me as we stood at the tables. She briefly sat on my lap at the blackjack table, but when informed that only one person per chair was the rule, I gave her some chips and she played a few hands herself.
After a few hours play, we were about even, and I think Sabrina was ready for some different play, as her indiscretions were coming more frequently and a bit more obvious. We were standing at the roulette wheel, with her in front of me, and she was in the habit of slipping back a bit so her fine ass was pressed against my cock. Luckily my pants were loose enough that, with my boxer briefs holding stuff together, my erection was not obvious. I had been giving Sabrina chips with directions to place our bet - I was playing it safe and just betting red/black, high/low or odd/even, in order to make our chips last. Sabrina was enjoying leaning forward to place the bet and giving the croupier a good view of her cleavage, and then returning to her position trapping my cock between her ass cheeks. When we would win she would squeal, jumping up and down clapping, making her tits with the rock hard nipples bounce in a most delighted way, which caused more than a few of the men at the table to root for us to win. But now she was getting a little bored, and was ready to crank things up.
"Daddy, I want to win BIG! PLEEeeease let me pick a number!"
"I don't know, baby, the odds are pretty bad for that," I told her.
"Yeah, but that's why it will be BIG when I win! And I just KNOW I'll win."
I smiled at this, and responded, "And what if you don't win?"
She leaned in close and whispered, "If I don't win, I'll let you fuck my ass, Daddy."
Apparently she didn't whisper as quietly as she thought, because the white haired old lady next to us looked up sharply with a shocked and disapproving look on her face. I ignored her, and my full-on erection, and gave Sabrina chips for her bet.
"I'll bet on thirteen, Daddy, since that's your lucky number," she said as she placed her chips down. With a look of anticipation on her face, she gripped my hand tightly as we watched the croupier spin the wheel and release the ball. As the ball descended in the wheel, it bounced around, and soon appeared to settle into the 36 pocket ... before bouncing to the side, and into the 13.
