I was covered in cum and loved it.As the evening wore on, I was just used as a sex object to be fucked or cummed on. A gaping cunt and ass to be fille... with cock and cum. The men were now starting to dwindle as after they had cum, (some for a second or third time) they would dress and leave. Eventually there was only about 7 guys left and the theatre owner. I slowly started to pull my dress and shirt on and Phil was talking to them inviting them home to continue fucking me there.They all. If she had a flaw anywhere, I couldn't find it. My eyes drank in her vision. I hovered over her and we kissed. I slowly lowered myself on top of her and, as I did, her legs opened to get into position. I began kissing my way down her neck to her chest; I played with a nipple in one hand and with my tongue on the other. After a few minutes of flicking and sucking on her nipples, I began kissing her lower; I kissed her very sexy belly button and kept going 'south' until I found the very top of. ” Bart said, “Beer, right?” He asked.She nodded yes and turned to look at me again. “Are you sure you’re not Frank,” she asked again as she bent forward to look up into my face. Her arm was on the bar and as she leaned on it her tits nearly popped out of her knit top.“I am sure,” I said but had trouble making eye contact because I could clearly see her areolas and if she leaned any further she risked having the always arousing nipple slip. “Was Frank a close friend of yours?” I asked.Bart. I was free to move around a bit more, but Bryan said in a coarse tone of voice, "Do as you are bidden, otherwise the restraints will go back on again. Do you understand me?" Bryan, for good measure, took out the belt and points the tip of it at my pussy and stroked it with it.I looked down demurely at Bryan and said, "I understand completely, sir."Bryan continued to rub my pussy with the tip of his belt. We were face to face now as he leaned in and kissed my mouth, I was feeling wet and ready.