She set it down on a small table by the loveseat where Pete sat. Pete looked at her up and down."Slave?? Oh c'mon, this IS a joke, I'm sure."Cobra was...'t smiling. She stared right at Pete and her gaze never wavered. "Sasha," she said calmly, "take off all your clothes." Yes, Ma'am," the girl said, closing her eyes and swallowing nervously. Pete watched in amazement as the pretty brunette pulled off her top exposing a pair of smallish but lovely, pert breasts. Then, she slid out of her shorts. A raver's paradise. Open 24/7 with amazing bartenders, and people nearly knocking down the door to get in. If fights started, then that was up to security to get rid of. A set of fifteen guards in this place, that were making sure that nothing got broken without a broken back to pay for it. Or just some shit starting and the customer got to pay for the damage he or she did. Like clockwork, it was a perfect setup. The song was reaching a good part. The climax, and probably his favorite part. He. I heard him say something, and she replied but I couldn't make out what was said, but there was no interruption to his stride. He stopped for a second. She righted herself up and moved backwards placing her head against the right arm of the couch. He climbed up on the couch and then she scooted underneath him a little ways. He straddled her across the length of the couch. His arms were now on each side of her in complete missionary position. He towered over her and dropped down to momentarily. When I felt his cum going down my throat, I pulled back and collected the rest in my mouth. When I showed him my mouth full of cum he seemed to lose control of his legs and sat down on the toilet seat. I swallowed and we left him there.”“I hope you left him a nice tip?” was Sarah's final comment.Angie and Harriet were fascinated by Sarah's piercings. They both wanted to know, “Where did you have it done?” “Did it hurt?” “Did you have them all done at the same time?” “How much does it cost?”.