Omar has the best dumb luck. Seriously. How often have you walked in to the corner store with your cameraman and had the woman behind the counter, wearing a loosely tied shirt that shows off her bra, agree to show you what she can do with a dildo and then let you do her doggie style on the couch in the back room? And when was the last time she rode her dildo for you while sucking your rod, or let your cameraman join in for some d.p., for that matter? If going to 7-Eleven to buy lottery tickets afforded you the chance to cum all over the cutie behind the counter, you'd probably be trying your luck more often.
As if that's not enough, Omar then wins the lottery. How often have you won the lottery? Cruising down London's King Street in search of Harrods he's able to acquire Nicky instead, a spicy little brunette with a great natural rack. He takes her to his posh hotel room, finds that she's ravenous for cock, and feeds her accordingly. After doing her in position after position, she helps him pop all over her face. Makes you want to go to the mall, doesn't it?
But it doesn't stop there. Pretend, for a moment, that you're Omar. It's a slow night clubbing, but you find business picking up when you meet Layla and Debbie. "Good grief," Layla exclaims when she unleashes your meat. "My God," Debbie breathes, her eyes popping out of her head. And then the two of them trade off on sucking you. Back at the hotel after a quick stop at the sex shop, they put on a show with a handful of toys. Layla has a mouth on her that would make a longshoreman blush. Debbie can't talk, because she has a mouthful of you. It's not long before you leave your load on both of them. A slow night of clubbing has never been so much fun.
Finally, Omar - as kind as he is lucky - offers Russian hottie Eva a ride home on the way to go pick up his million-dollar check. She thanks him with a tit fucking. She thanks cameraman Burt by letting him give her some anal, even though he didn't really do anything to be thanked for. In the end (har, har) it turns out that Burt trashed the lottery ticket, so no check for Omar. But after the fun he just had with Eva, it's hard to imagine how his mind could be on anything else.
So let's recap: Hot sex during routine visits to the store, spicy sex during a clothes shopping trip, delicious sex during a slow night at the club, steamy sex on the way to the bank. He may not have won that lottery kitty, but he still has a big dick. Not to mention a pre-nom for Best Gonzo tape.
Yeah, we want to be Omar. Wouldn't you?