When I brought my head back up, I noticed the crowd of men had increased dramatically. I ground my ass into the pole and locked eyes with Mark. I was ...o aroused by dancing for so many men. I wanted Mark to fuck me in front of all of them. Remembering why we were there, I began scanning the throng, in search of one lucky guy. There were a lot of good-looking candidates, lustfully staring and ripping my clothes off with their eyes.One particular man, a few feet away from Mark, made me do a. "I need to look extra special hot then." Carly said, trying to think of what to wear."I think you should just go in sweatpants and a sweatshirt with your hair up in a ponytail and no makeup on whatsoever." Sam said."What?" I'm serious. You said he asked you out on a day where you didn't doll yourself up. Maybe he likes the all-natural you." I may be able to get on board with the no makeup, but my hair has to be perfect and I'm not wearing sweats on a date… even if he thinks that's sexy."Sam. It was always on her mind, whether she was at the store, vegging out in front of the TV, even on a date: her job was always there, tucked away in the corner of her brain.Except last night.For some reason, last night she hadn’t thought about work at all. She’d done something that she couldn’t remember doing since she was a teenager - she’d followed a whim. She hadn’t thought about the fact that she had work in the morning, she hadn’t thought about the consequences of going out drinking, and she. Mouth gaping open and filled with his cum, she knew she had to wait for his permission, before greedily swallowing every drop. He filled her mouth again and again, and each time she waited, mouth wide open, until receiving his permission to swallow. Then he and Rashid took their dicks in hand and rubbed the heads all over her cheeks and chin, to anoint her face with their last drops of cum, as she hungrily lapped up any spare drops her masters allowed her the privilege of sucking from their.