Michelle raised her calves off the ground, her legs bending at the knees, and her toes curled tight, indicating the tension she was experiencing. John...y started working his way out of her ass and back inside again, slowly getting more and more of his cock up her butt. When he was all but an inch from balls deep inside her, he pulled out until just his head was inside, and jammed forward with all his strength.He bottomed out, and Michelle know he had when he felt his hairy balls rub against her. He unhooked it and lifted the cups slowly away from her breasts, replacing them for a moment with his large hands before baring them to the excited crowd.But the “good stuff” apparently cost more than a bra. He tacked her bra up on the wall over the bar while she stood waiting with her breasts exposed. As soon as her bra was properly displayed on the wall behind the bar the bartender lifted Kelly up onto the bar.The cheers and good-natured taunts gave way to total silence as the bartender. How did he get so lucky? He was captivated by her tits; they were so perfect. Huge brown nipples, puckered areole and enormous nipples that begged to be sucked. She looked up him, pushed her breasts together and said, "C'mon Ben, fuck my tits...". He jumped on the bed, straddled her and lay his throbbing cock between her silky tits. The effect was electrifying as he slid it up and down and she licked the head of his cock on each up stroke. She pushed her self lower so the full head of his cock. But it felt so fucking good, so fucking dirty. Her heart was pounding in her chest, afraid that they might get caught, but that only added to the excitement she felt, and every time he called her a whore, it just made it hotter. “That’s right,” he whispered. “Rub that cunt. Does that feel good? Do your fingers feel good in you?” “Yes…” she moaned softly “Watch the screen- watch her cum.” The girl on the screen’s face was contorted in agony as she begged her torturer to stop, and then her pleas.