“Don’t even think about slamming that yet bitch,” Nickwarned me, shoving the shot in front of me, as if I hadto be told. He took his...shot and then sipped his beerfor a few moments without so much as looking at me. Mystomach was starting to turn and knot up. Nick wasobviously not having a good day, normally he was roughwith me, on bad days like this I was a fair game ventto his anger. He scared me when he was having a badday. “I can’t stay real long tonight, fuck. I saw he was licking his lips and getting very comfortable in the chair. I sat on my carpet, spread my legs, and rested the head of the wand onto my clit. My wand sounds like a loud power tool. I was moving the wand up and down my pussy lips. I then put the curved attachment onto to the wand and started to fuck myself silly with the curved cock. I was fucking myself faster and faster with the attachment. Vincent was now rubbing the front of his trousers and getting very aroused. I could see. No more formalities. He laid her on the bed and proceeded to take off his shirt and his pants while she watched him. He pulled his socks off and pushed his boxer shorts to the floor. His cock was solid. Like in really hard. It was at an angle pointed toward the ceiling when he heard Andie's breathing stop for a second. He sat on the bed at her feet and ran his hand up her bare leg and under her skirt. The skirt had slid back enough to expose some of her panties. He rubbed the inside of her. The electronic dartboards were all being used, as were the two pool tables and the shuffleboard table. Several couples were dancing on the small dance-floor moving their hips to the beat of the music. A few of them seemed to be engaging in foreplay instead of dancing. I envied them.I looked around the barroom, paying particular attention to the tables, hoping to spot someone I knew. My eyes tracked through the smoke and locked onto a familiar looking pattern of female attire. It was a short.