She stopped when the finger pressed against the top, the little padding at the joining of her finger to her palm rested against my clitoris. Then I f...lt it pull out and up slowly as so her entire finger’s length rubbed against my pleasure nub. “I bet that you can’t make me cum without sticking your finger inside of me.”“I’ve done it before a long time ago, I know I can do it again.”“Prove it, let’s see how good the new Queen is at carrying out old ways.”That got her hyped. Dakota loved when. Then she kicked off her shorts and pulled off that soaked baby tee, and laid back, totally naked, exposed to me, and began fingering herself. I almost came right there, looking down at her small body. Thoughts of how wrong this all was, and how into it she was only made me hotter. I pulled my top off, but didn’t bother with the skirt. I just hiked it up to my waist, turned around, and straddled her face. She wasted no time latching onto my hips and diving into my dripping pussy. “Oh my. Soon a second finger began to work its way in her and she looked at me with a look that told me I was on the right track. Her moans filled the room as my fingers gently fucked her pussy and my tongue flicked over her nipples. Her juices were flowing heavy now and I wanted a taste of her lovely pussy so I pulled my fingers from her and brought them to my lips. Martha watched as I licked her juices from my fingers and then sucked them in my mouth."Do I taste as good as you thought I would?". I started noticing a pattern, Thursday night Luther comes alone and doesn’t on Fridays but on Saturdays he brings a mate.On one particle Saturday night I notice friction between Luther and his mate.They have words and his mate leaves, then Luther goes and chats up a drag queen.Near closing time he leaves, with the drag queen.Not much time had passed, when Luther returns on his own.He looked like someone had punched him outside, as he had a blood nose and his clothes looked ragged.The bartender.