He almost smiledas he slowly looked her over, noting how at 5'3" she challenged hiswell muscled 6'1", and especially noting how attractive she couldbe...if she didn't try so hard to be such a bitch."Pardon me, ma'am, but I have a job to do."Noticing him look her over, she began to tremble in rage. "Ihave a job to do, and you're keeping me from it," she spat out."Now you can either find something else to do, quietly, or you canfind a new job."His face slid from amusement to a hardness. Bitch, he. With a flick of a switch we began a new torture. Something slowly started to push its way into my pussy. Inch by inch it went further and further in until it hit another barrier. Michelle's eyes bulged "MY CERVIX FUCKING HELL!"The fake cock slowly withdrew, the large amount of lube that was used allowed the phallus in and out easily but it didn’t change the fact that it hurt like nothing yet and it stretched our vaginas in all kinds of ways. Just as the machine started to pick up a bit of speed. I start giving you tongue and you break away nervously. Looking at the stranger you apologize and he says it's okay I like it. You laugh and look at me and I say to the man would you like to kiss her? You look at me and are irritated and smirking and say yeah right! I motion to him as he walks near you push away and say nooo! Quit playing around, it's not funny. Just then I lean in and kiss you and you kiss back. As you feel me grabbing your tit and another hand rubbing your pussy through your. “Come in! This is Wren.”Jet and Tray studied both dancers.Wren was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top. His cute ass was protruding and he hair was cut in a tapered fade with the top sloping upward slightly from front to back. He had on lip gloss.Dicey sported his signature all-around waves hairstyle. He was dressed in hot shorts. His heart shaped mouth was outlined across the top with the thinnest of moustaches. Dicey’s bubble ass looked supple and ready.“Y’all good,” checked.