"Alright Ace," she said with mock anger. "I'll unzip you just because I'm a little curious as to what you are hiding those shorts of yours." With that...she sat down next to him and tentatively reached he hand toward the bulge that was so inviting. She traced a tiny finger from the bottom of his zipper to the top where she grasped the pull and in one smooth motion unzipped his straining fly. She gave a little gasp as a bright blue silken lump pushed through his open zipper. "Ace?" she questioned,. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Being a slut for hire. At least I didn’t have to fuck anyone and was making money though my lips hurt and my new pieces ached. He spuned me around for all to see “This girl is brand new, a prodigy Dave found. I hope she stays and comes back. I also hope she joins the fun. Also remember this is a drink girl. So Hands off unless she says otherwise.” I sighed in relief when he said that “But remember Nikki, If your fucking. Everyone gets a turn. Club rules.” He. She’d laugh and I’d be even that much more attentive to her physical needs as we fucked again.Girl four was a fun accident: she came into my bar on a blind date. Her date was a pig; he was more interested in the girls half her age sitting at the bar than in the beauty at his side. She was forty-four at the time, eight years older than me. She and I ended up dating for a month, but that was short lived. In fact, we slept together more times after we broke up (twice) then we did while we. I think all men are about the same when it comes to spurting."A sorrowful look washed across both their faces."You know I've always had this fantasy," Loretta sat up with a thought. "In this fantasy, I would spike some kind of drug in John's drink. The drug would increase his semen production ten-fold and make him squirt like crazy."Debbie made a sigh at this suggestion."Instead of squirting only three or four times," Loretta went on. "He would continue to squirt again and again. Instead of.