I told her it would be a couple of hours before I got home asked if everything was ok.“Everything is fine. He’s in the shower. Don’t worry about...us, I’ll open a bottle of wine and we’ll wait for you to get home.”Knowing Mark had never been at ease with women he didn’t know well, I had been dreading the idea of coming home and finding them sitting there in awkward silence but, to my relief, when I finally got to the door of our apartment, I could hear laughter.When I walked into the living room,. She moaned as she raised her body up and held my head there as she grinded her pussy against my face. I could feel her pussy quiver and I knew it wasn’t going to be long until I made her climax and sure enough within a mater of seconds her pussy Began streaming its creamy nectar. She moaned. Make me cum again and again and with that I spent the next 20 minutes going down on her using my tongue like a cock and my fingers to bring her off to orgasm after orgasm. After she was satisfied, she. “Fucking bitch, you have any idea of how much that costed?!” she snarled, catching even more the attention of the others.Of course, if it was any other day, or any other woman, the bartender would’ve stopped the two of them before things went even more violently, but apparently the sight was good enough to not make him move a muscle.Oh, fuck that. She was asking for a beat up.“Oh, it’s all right. A night out in the street would be enough to pay it back” the red-head responded, smirking for a. "Alec, please" she moaned. "it's okay sweetie, just take it" I said. I then licked my middle finger and then began fingering her sweet hole, she was beyond tight. I could feel her pussy squeezing and contracting on my finger. I could only imagine the sensation of my cock. I felt her body begin to tense knowing she was in the verge of another orgasm, I flicked a bit harder and felt her legs lock around my head, back arched high. Not a sound or movement escaped from her. I finally released her.