I pulled in and leaned over to start milking his sweet cock for him as my tongue slid across the big head a big drop of precum rolled out to my deligh..., down went the big head all the way to the back of my throat. He sighed pulling it from my control. He slid out of the car telling me to get out and get on my knees as I did as he asked he presented his monster to my face saying get busy suck all you want to milk my balls dry. Just as I would get up a good rhythm he would take it away slapping. I teased her nipples with my tongue and the pressure began to show. She was trying her best to avoid me and she succeeded in kicking me off. She began to run but I caught her and pulled her down. Now her sweet bottoms faced me as she continued her struggle. I managed to push up her dress up revealing her kundi (bottoms) I opened her ass to view the asshole and pushed it deep. She gave a roar as it plunged in and I continued to rise and push me then turned her around and separating her thighs. When she neared the bar the regular hostess, Fran, smiled broadly and offered, "Good evening, Mz. Watkins, and what may we do for you this evening?" She hadn't realized how really tense she was, so after a moment's thought she replied softly, "I think I'll have a spike and a pussy!" Very good, Ma'am," Fran replied smoothly, "please follow me!" Down at the far end of the bar were several empty stools. Fran nodded to a tiny waitress who quickly outfitted one of the stools with a massive nine inch. She said “not really, as much fun as yesterday was I’m paying for it today”. I knelt down beside her and gave her a kiss and caressed her cheek and stroked her hair. She really didn’t think that she wanted to have Darin and Tyson together again. I told her that they said they would make her feel better. She laughed. I added that if she kept on getting fucked by them she wouldn’t be sore afterwards. She gave me a strange look. I said that’s their words.Jessie raised her robe. She wanted me to.