Tears streaming down my face. I felt like I was going to lose consciousness from the pain.When it stopped I was crying, I was in pain, my arse was so ...ot. The men found it hilarious. The 2 men who hadn't cum then took off their trousers, one had a huge very thick cock. I immediately had it in my mouth, concentrating on sucking and opening my throat so I could take him much deeper. I loved them calling me a cock sucking slut. I hadn't noticed the mother man moving behind me until he forced his. She slowly raised her arms, twisting her hands palms out as she did. Her hips began to sway in time with the music—as though she were grinding with some unseen dancer. As the song began to crescendo, she moved her hands behind her, grabbing onto the bar as though she were clinging to her imaginary partner’s head. She allowed her body to slide back down, letting her chest drape forward so that her ass rubbed hard against the pole. As she straightened she flicked her hair back, giving the. Actually, he was a Pussy handler. She was his job.They all seemed to know the rules. One seemed to bethat the dildo couldn’t come all the way out. Thedildo guy came a little too close and got a warningbop from Turk.Her just-a-minute was already five. She kept lookingover and giving me the one finger just-a-minute sign.I’m sure she meant to be just a minute, but thebartender kept kissing or had to tend the bar. Shespent several minutes just waiting while letting thepatrons enjoy her. " But you don't love me, it is but a sham!" she protested.I thought hard, "But I like you, I like it when you are happy, when you make those little mewling noises when you are excited, and damnit you are the finest whore I have ever ridden, there I've said it, hansom enough to be my consort, rampant enough to satisfy my every need Miss Harcourt you are perfection itself." But that is not love." she said."Is it not?" I asked, "Then what is?" Commitment," she said, "You shall cast me aside when I.