She had come in there after a shift to watch some vid when we first met, since she was fairly new to the city she didn't know many people and the club...kind of frowned on staff going home with customers. I told her that I hadn't been to Diva's in a long time, I'd only been there twice before but had never been lucky enough to get a girls number. She kind of giggled and started kissing me again, our tongues and lips were exploring each other, while I was kissing her neck my hands ran up to her. “Well ... it’s hard to explain, but we have a sort of ... proposition for you,” Gavin coughed nervously now.“What ... kind of proposition?” Sarah wondered aloud, her nerves a bit shaken, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, even as she felt her heart jump with some curiosity and excitement.“I think that it’s best if we explore that as we eat, right, Gavin?” another voice announced itself, as Lieutenant Roger Bertram of the Nevada Department of Public Safety joined them, along with his. He reached over my arm to capture the head of his cock where it poked from between my thighs. He held his staff pressed against my swollen lips with his fingertips, the heel of his hand grinding my mons. We thrust against each other. The stimulation rapidly moved me higher.I was panting and moaning, when he angled the head of his cock into me. "Oh fuck yeah, baby!" I moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck your slave!" I said, gasping and writhing on his thick intrusion. Just as Aretha Franklin. I turned the water on warm, since I pretty much expected Jennifer to join me in the shower, then got in and pulled the curtain.I didn’t realize until I dipped my head into the shower stream how much blood was in my hair. It was decidedly an odd feeling, because while this wasn’t the first time I’d ever gotten a cut or been hurt, it definitely was the first time since I’d been on Earth. It wasn’t because I hadn’t been exposed to enough sunlight, either. Not after being on the golf course all.