Without thinking about what he was doing – or the consequences – he extended a finger and stroked her leg gently. Jody, who was busy working the s...ampoo into her customer’s hair, at first wasn’t aware that he was stroking her leg. Then she became cognizant of a tingling sensation, little shocks of pleasure shooting into her body. ‘He’s touching me!’ she thought. ‘My God! What am I going to do?’ Wanting to avoid a scene, she decided the best thing to do would be to ignore the whole thing. So,. . oh..." and she shuddered hard, then I heard her give a strangled cry as her clit began to spasm under my tongue and suddenly she squirted, fluids gushing from her pussy and coating my face, my chest, and the bed. The heat of it was intense, both in temperature and eroticism, and my neck craned to keep my mouth in contact as her body arched until only her head, shoulders, and heels were touching the bed. I kept thrusting with my fingers, sucking, and she cried out, almost screaming, as it. I said – All right if you both are ok, I am also fine with it.Sameer turned towards me and said – Can you bring a pillow so that she can lay down properly with comfort?I moved towards the other room to bring the pillow. Nisha stopped me and said – Jaanu, I don’t need any pillow. I just want you. Please come closer to me.I realized she wanted to lay on my lap. The idea was thrilling and got me excited as well. I sat behind her, and she laid on my lap. Sameer moved a little backward and opened. “You must be a pain slut to be hard after that ride,” a rough voice said. “Are you a cock-sucking pain slut, pretty boy?” The man stood in front of him. Tracey could see the moonlight glinting off his golden short shorts. It was one of the bartenders from The Beachfront. The golden shorts were slowly lowered and a huge erect penis pointed directly at Tracey’s mouth. “Come on, Tracey. You know you want to suck on this. Show us what you can do.”Tracey wanted to shout out, “No, you are.