I'm also a masochist, which you tend towards. I don't think you like pain as much as I do, but you like it a lot, don't you?"Cindy nodded, and Ari gig...led, saying, "Jane, no one is as much of a pain slut as you are."Jane smiled at the small woman and turned back to Cindy. "It's okay to like those things. It's not okay to let just anyone inflict them on you, though. I bet you have all kinds of fantasies that you consider totally sick or perverted, but that, nonetheless, make you cum like. A second man was kneeling behind her and thrusting to and fro. I knew she did anal and figured that's where his cock was. The last man was moving his hips slowly back and forth while she sucked him.I sat at the empty table and wondered where momma was. The bathroom door was ajar with the light off so I was concerned. Why did she leave Vicky alone with these men? One of the men grunted loudly, I wasn't sure which one, but knew what that sound meant. He was polluting her body with his cum. Slowly. " That's good, Daddy, because I really didn't mind, he was a really smooth dancer and must be at least twenty-five or so." More like thirty-five, Rosa offered tacitly, covertly checking Kathy's dress for the rumored wet spot.Dutch took a chance and ordered another bottle of wine. Another guy asked Kathy to dance so Dutch took Rosa out. They danced over to a corner and he slipped his hand on to her rear-end. "This making you horny, Baby?" Hell yes, I been that way since you decided to take us. I heard him knock.I pulled my face off his cock and stroked him with my hand. “Mouth, mouth, in your mouth please!” he huffed. Quickly I wrapped my lips around his cock head, but kept my hand going up and down his shaft. His cock exploded with cum, shooting spurt after spurt while I jerked him into my mouth. Once his cock stopped twitching, I slid my face off him and spit his load into the bucket.“Did you swallow it?” he asked, out of breath.“Of course hon, why wouldn’t I?” I said.“God, you’re.