He raised his face up and took my cock in his mouth. I let the piss flow, which was a lot. He drank it down and didn’t waste a drop. My cock was st...ll rock hard after I finished pissing. I told him I had more for him to drink down his throat. He looked surprised when I started shoving my cock down his throat. His eyes started to water and he was straining but I grabbed a hand full of hair and kept shoving until I got it all the way down his throat. After a few minutes he got use to it and. Linden touched the pistol that he’d placed on the desk in front of him. It was cold—fetching him back to reality. Another swig of the Jack made him realize that he wasn’t getting as drunk as he wanted to be. He’d hoped to be good and swacked when the time came to crossover. Liquid courage, or sober cowardice he mused. No matter…in the end, wasn’t like it would make two shits anyway. He didn’t think they try to figure that one out when they found his body. Palming the grip, he softly opened and. She motioned to her boyfriend who was standing behind the bar right behind me. His wide hands settled on my hips and he tugged me back so I was lying in the middle of the bar lengthwise, and Noelle climbed up on the bar to kneel between my spread legs. My hair stuck to something on the bar as I lay down, my bare shoulders and back hot against the cool granite counter top. Dangling my legs one on either side or the high bar, I was splayed open almost at eye level for everyone in the bar. Jack. He felt his cock jerk in response as he reached over and pinched one of the hard points. Her tongue came out, moistening her lips and then her teeth pulled at the soft petal of flesh. "Mike," she whimpered, leaning in and forgetting her meal as her husband toyed with the gumdrop pearl. "Hey mom." The voice entering the room had Susie shifting back to her meal and Mike's hand falling to the table and then sliding over to his drink. They both.