I told her I understood, but that it was hard not to act on our attraction. She mumbled "sorry" again several times, got in her SUV, and drove away. I...was briefly concerned I may have come on too strong, but I knew it was a matter of either putting it out there or forgetting about it. I was still a little horny, so I texted Robin, one of my booty calls, went over to her house, and fucked her. Three days later, on Sunday, I was thinking about texting Carly to apologize when she beat me to it.. "You're soaking wet, fucking slut. I knew you were a little whore from the moment you walked in here, teasing all the men with your exposed tits and cunt”. I gasped again and tried to say anything, but he whispered again in my ear:Stand up, bitch, bend over the bar". He ordered me.Releasing his hold on my hip, he used his two fingers in my cunt to pressure me to stand, using me like a puppet. His breath brushed against my neck, making me even more aroused. I stood up and turned to face the bar,. I found that I had moved my hand between my legs and I was rubbing my pussy through my jeans.All of a sudden I heard a deep voice, “Oh fuck! I’m cumming.” A huge surge of cum pulsed into my mouth. But Jason didn’t stop. Normally he froze when he came but this time he kept pumping in and out of my mouth. I tried to keep my mouth closed tight to his cock but cum still spilt out as he thrust in and pulled out.The voice was different. It was deeper but I really couldn’t tell because of the noises. After several exchanges, Katrina was laughing even harder.“What’s so funny?” Kim asked, utterly bewildered.“Kelly is going to be so pissed, she won’t be able to see straight!” the girl laughed.“Why? I don’t understand.”“First of all, you’ve got the rôle iced. Absolutely no doubt about that. Your Russian and German are both flawless. But your accent... !”“Yeah,” Kim conceded, “it’s pretty school-girlish, isn’t it?”“Not hardly!” Katrina retorted. “Kelly’s Russian and German are perfect, too,.