Pulling out of her mouth he stands over her looking down.“But you yelled at me for Cumming on your cock………….”“Shut up you pathetic slut!...You don’t deserve to be treated equally. You’re a whore and I’m going to treat you like one! Bend over you fucking slut!” obeying but unable to believe how wet and turned on she is Mysticemmy does as ordered. “Spread you’re cheeks bitch!!” Bending over the edge of his bed he lines up his cock to her dripping pussy and rams it deep into her and starts thrusting. I don't even know if it has a name beyond BAR, as seen in pink neon block lettes, visible from the highway. It's dark and smoky with the low ebb and flow of conversation and the sharp clack-clack of a game of pool going on in the back. It's just like a thousand thousand bars across the country, only there don't seem to be any men here. Nothing keeps them out. There's no bouncer, no sign saying "Y Chromosomes Stop Here" outside the door. I suspect men do come in from time to time, maybe have a. The shirt was also too short, barely long enough to touch her pants, so if she stretched the shirt would ride up showing a generous amount of her body. She wore sexy black work pants, they were tight and it looked like she had too pull as hard as she could and bounce up and down to pull the pants over her bubble butt. She wore her long hair pulled up and tied flowing behind her in a tail, she left two long bangs in her face and topped her look off with black high heels. Now we get to the part. She typically always wore sweats and baggy clothing with that messy bun. Today she showed out. She had on short daisy duke like shorts with a baby blue t-shirt and flip flops. She had B cups so she felt no need to wear a bra. Normally I’d just casually say hey but on this day I was in a different space. I wasn’t drowning in pussy, but I was unusually overdue. It had been a minute since I actually came from sex and not masturbating. I was ready to risk it all and go for it at any moment.“ What’s.