At the end of the corridor, I came to an open-plan waiting area, where there was a young woman in ripped jeans and a t-shirt waiting. She looked at me...and grinned.“You here to get your mind read too?” she asked. I smiled at her.“Just to observe,” I replied. “Is the pay good?” She nodded, a small frown creasing her face. “It pays the bills. It was either this or medical research. Last time I did that I was sick for a week.”“Well, I’m sure you won’t be unwell after this,” I said.“Caleb?” The new. If I everwanted to get back to things as they should have been. Slumping myshoulders and lowering my head, I began to tear up a bit at theinjustice of it all. Choking on the tears I was fighting back, Ifinally gave in.With my voice low I said, "Fine. You've got me where you want meRandal. I'll do whatever you say." Looking up at his smug face I askedhim, "What do I have to do for you to give me back myself?"Relaxing into a closed smile, Randal walked over and offered me a hand.With Alicia's. I pointed to the men’s room.“Anyone in there?” I asked.He looked confused and poked his head around both doors before turning around.“No, there’s nobody in there,” he said.I walked towards him and pressed him into the bathroom. The men’s toilets smelled, but not nearly as bad as I thought they would. The room was wide with a steel trough running along the far wall opposite the cubicles and the bass from the club boomed from the walls.Turning and holding him by the hand I walked backwards to the. "Fuck me, Chuck, fuck me good," Chelsea moaned and she loved how he reached up and cupped both her full jiggling tits as she rode his cock like she was on a bucking bronco. Then, in only 15 minutes of fucking together, Chuck bellowed that he was cumming and shortly after that, Chelsea let her boyfriend know that she was getting off for the first time too. Then, as Chuck shot his cumload inside her, Chelsea stopped gyrating as she felt her orgasm explode over her entire body.Chelsea hoped that.