“That’s assuming you are even old enough to drink.”It was around then that reality came back to hit me hard. I should have waited to meet him at...his apartment. Things would have been so much easier and simpler.The country music was still playing in the background, and the stale stench of old cigarette smoke lingered in the air. Crowds of old men were seated around the nearby tables, and tall jugs of beer were spread all around. After all, this was just a bar.This wasn’t the right place for a. Unspoken, but clearly understood, was that CC would be rewarded based on her service. Only then did Sheila pick up the lightweight flogger and turn her attention to her own victim. Mister john had been watching the preparations with interest. When Mistress Cynthia turned to him, the blood drained from his face. Sheila walked slowly to the correct position, trailing the strands of the lash through her fingers as she went. The john's color returned, and his soldier saluted. Damn, that girl was. "Such a responsive young pussy! I can see how wet you are, you're oozing with arousal."She gave me a few hard spanks inbetween frigging my clit and just as I was about to cum, she slipped her wet finger deep into my asshole and my stinging bottom pumped up and down around her finger as my pussy convulsed in orgasm."Yes! Well done Katie, you naughty little girl! Didn't that feel good?"Her finger was still gently working my asshole as the shockwaves rang through my pussy.She started rubbing my. It was easy for her to touch without anyone seeing. I had removed my panties before I came into the nightclub. She began rubbing my clit and inserting her fingers in my hole it was thrilling. My whole body was throbbing in need of a hard fucking. I desperately wanted to suck her nipples to lick her pussy but I couldn’t I could only talk. “That feels incredible, you must be an expert at this. I want to watch you masturbating.” With that thought I climaxed trying to act as normal as possible so.