The Shooter Bitches job was to sell beer and go around giving out shots. On numerous occasions she would get manhandled and groped and sprayed with b...er. The majority of the people at the bar were guys and the bouncers had to keep an eye on the poor girls or they would be groped and fondled to death. Sierra told stories of drunken guys especially around the end of the night pinning her against the walls and groping her to orgasm. Hands would grab anything, especially her tits. They were large. It was one of those late arrivals at the hotel, time the bus travelled around the island a few times by the length of the journey. A quick drop off of bags in the apartment and change of clothes, we hit the town for something to eat.The long day, cheap drink and plenty of food soon had us heading back to the hotel all the more merrier and now even more happier to be here and ready for bed. The apartment had twin bedroom and a quick sort out of the cases, we said goodnight to the mother in. Finally, the spanking stopped.“This is going to make our walk a whole lot more interesting. Remove your clothes.”I started to protest because the curtains to our bedroom were open.“Enough! Let the neighbours see what a naughty girl you are. You clearly didn’t mind that they were open when you started playing with yourself.”I reluctantly removed my leggings and knickers. Then my T-shirt and bra. My nipples were already taut from the earlier stimulation. “Stand here, in front of the window.”As I. Be proud.She grabbed his ass and took all of his dick in and sucked and held the position.Arun- oh no- nikal jayega…. aaah aaaha…He came buckets but Nikki did not spill one drop out.Arun – sorry i couldn’t controlNikki- (smiling) Mujhe pata tha tujhse nahi ho payega. Koi baat nahi. Puri raat hai.She held his dick and pulled him to the bathroom. She took off her clothes and gave him the full view. She saw movement in his dick. She switched on the shower and hugged Arun. Arun started squeezing.