“I gotta work all day tomorrow, so I’m out.” Colin looked up long enough from attempting to inhale Lindsay’s face to agree to go. Then he went...back to attempting the impossible. I barged in. “I wanna go! I’ve never been on a hayride!” I said excitedly. “Colin sighed hard and looked over to me. “Definitely not, Katie. Dad would kill me if he knew you were drinking.” He stated as Lindsay snickered. “I am not a child, Colin! I can handle myself!” I stated as I folded my arms together. My shirt. Rules are to be obeyed at all times. Failure to do so will bring swift punishment.Punishment," thought Debbie, what does he mean?Jim continued, "As stated, you will wear what is given to you and change at least every hour unless you are with the same customer." "You will not pick customers, they will be assigned by my host." "Big, little, old or young you will treat them all the same." All negations will be handled by the host or bartender so you do not handle cash at any time. The standard. I positioned the bottle on the edge of the seat, and guided the tip into my ass. The cap was easy, but as I felt the cold slippery bottle sliding up between my cheeks I gasped. I forgot how cold it would be, but there was no time to warm it up and I wasn’t wasting good Dew by pouring it out and using hot water. I let my weight down a little sliding it up hard, almost to the fattest point. It hurt, and the numbing cold made it difficult to bear. I stroked my clit whimpering a little and backing. I tried to hold it back as long as I could to in order to feel a few more seconds of her wonderful mouth on my cock but I couldnt. Just seeing her little lips wrapped around my shaft, the spit glistening off the skin of my cock as she began sliding back up on me, the feeling of her tongue on my tool was too much to handle and I let loose. As soon as I started to come my body stiffened just like hers had, my eyes rolled back in their sockets, and I lay there feeling the bliss of release. I felt.