Here I was in a gay bar. I was straight but he'd begged me for a night out on the town and I reluctantly agreed. Not that I hadn't been in a gay bar b...fore but I wasn't in the mood. I'd had several horrific dates in a row and I had wanted to go somewhere where I had at least a small chance of getting some action. I looked good though. I rarely wore anything this short but I figured at this rate I may as well. I had gone to the bathroom quickly to reapply make up and what not when I got a text. Zoya was an extrovert who loved to explore new places and party. Rahul and Zoya regularly went to clubs to explore new city places. This allowed them to become close and best friends.Although the apartment was a 2 bedroom one, it only had a common washroom. One day Rahul entered the washroom, and at the same time, Zoya was changing her clothes and had forgotten to lock the doors. This allowed Rahul to see her in just Bikini and Bra, and he was awestruck.She had a figure of 34-28-32 and quickly. I... I want it... I need it. Please."With each "please" I felt Stephanie getting harder.Of course, the pauses and the hesitation were all for show. I wanted to devour her, to pull her into my mouth and pleasure her.She looked to her Daddy and he nodded his ascent. Quickly, I was gifted with the feeling of her pushing past my lips and over my tongue. My lips locked onto her and she began pushing herself deeper into my waiting maw.She found a rhythm and was thrusting her hips in time, fucking my. He was burying himself all the way up inside me, the head of his cock slamming against my G-spot. He grunted and gasped, ‘Bridget, I’m coming,’ and slammed me back down on the desk under his weight. His cock exploded inside of me, matching my own outpouring as I climaxed along with him. We finally recovered enough to move to the bed. Happily, I found out after a little rest the application of my mouth to his cock stirred him right back up again. Fair was fair. I brought him almost to the edge.