I could feel her cock hard and throbbing against my thigh, while my own strained against my skimpy panties as she lightly stroked and fondled my balls...under my skirt. We continued like that for some time, swaying slowly in time to the music, oblivious of everything except each other. We were making love on the dance floor, and there is no doubt everyone knew what we were doing. When I looked towards the bar I could see several of the men rubbing themselves off just at the sight of us.She said. You are taking another load.” I opened my mouth just as I started shooting cum. I don’t remember cumming this hard as stream after stream was shooting towards my mouth and face. He said, “You are a disgusting cum slut, taking your own cum in your faggot mouth. Swallow it faggot.”I have never been so humiliated or drained in my entire life. I collapsed on the bed. I didn’t care about the cum that was on my face or in my hair. I couldn’t move. He stuck the finger that he used on my ass. Her full lipped mouth is never closed, either hanging slightly open with a sexy little pout, or wide open with teeth bared as she grins/silently laughs at the slightest source of amusement.We meet her standing outside a large restaurant, wearing (or almost wearing) a very British styled waitress’s uniform. White blouse, black knee length skirt. The uniform itself is quite respectable – perhaps a little modern for a traditional Pakistani joint – but she isn’t wearing it that way ... Her blouse. She probably didn't even know why she found me so attractive. The pheromones didn't register with other people the way they did with me. I could smell who would have chemistry and who wouldn't.Bad luck for her that her hormones were peaking when I came around. At least I'd try to help her get lucky first.I cut the dancing a little short; I was on a deadline, after all. When I proposed changing the venue to my place, she hesitated. But I was on my best behavior, so she gave up caution and.