“Thasss right… You want that cum, don’tcha you slut?” His low chuckles mingle with the sound of the engine running.Katie’s imagines that i...’s someone else’s cock that she’s sucking on. Her tongue dances across his cock head as she milks his shaft with her hand. Her spit and saliva runs down from her mouth, lubing the cock as she jerks him off.He groans slightly as he feels her working his cock. Katie can feel his eyes staring a hole into the back of her head, watching her bob up and down. "Mmmm, yes," Kerry moaned. "I want to feel more of your cock in my ass."Pushing more into her gradually before my entire dick was in, I fucked her tight asshole slowly at first, then had picked up, thrusting harder and faster to her moans of encouragement. "That's it," she said loudly, pushing back against me. "Give my ass a good fucking, you dirty stud!"I gave her cheeks a slap as I pounded in and out of her; her asshole felt so good practically clamped around my cock.Kerry kept getting. It read, Bethany, you're invited to a Halloween party on Saturday the twenty-seventh of October at The Grange. Dress code - Halloween.On the invitation were two small check boxes. One box marked trick - bring a change of clothes. On the second box was marked treat - please wax beforehand. Place your tick in the required box and present this invitation at the door.Intrigued by this mysterious invitation, I guessed this was no ordinary Halloween party. Imagination fired. I was determined not to. You look around the bar expecting someone interesting to show up. In the end its the same boring bar; a place to watch the game and have a few pints. You seem to be asking yourself why you even bothered to come here. After a few rounds you stand up and go to the bar. You talk to the barkeep for a while and order your own drink.When I notice the barkeep busy with another customer, I walk up behind you. Boxing you against the bar I push my toy gun (looks real to anyone who doesn't know better).