Rebeeca walked out with kum in her hair and dripping from her chin after I took her back to the gloryhole rooms on her leash and had cUXbOI waiting in...front filling the shopping list I gave him. She had gne with me wearing the SlutFit I had her try on so the other men and kunts back there knew what she was there for.Outside the stall I forced into they could hear me telling her what to do with each hard cock that slipped thru the gloryholes. While she was mouthfucking them I was using various. ONce we'd both climaxed we'd sleep for an hour and go at it again. Waking up several times during the night. It was punishing, exhausting, and incredibly arousing.Back at work absolutely nothing changed. It was if this happened all the time for her and it was no big deal. Of course the invite came again that week, and every afterward till she left.I had a real "thing" for going down on her. I just love a loose well-fucked pussy. When I can get my tongue into an open hole I'm in heaven. This. I sat back and watched for a while as they danced and occasionally went mouth to ear to talk to each other. By now I was getting rather drunk and needed some fresh air so left the bar and sat outside on a bench for a few minutes.When I went back inside they were nowhere to be seen. I got a bit worried and went back outside and walked to the rear of the bar through a small gate. The place was a mess with rubbish and empy bottles and barrels all over place. Then I saw them in the corner behind a. I'm sure straight couples run out ofthings to talk about. I'm sure sex becomes occasional, and greatnights turn into merely good ones. Life has a way of taking the risesout of our Roller-Coasters. We didn't plan to get set in our ways. Wejust did.The late nights of smoking weed and listening to rock and roll becamebackground music and an early dinner. The extra people we invited intothe bedroom turned out to be cable repairmen who were here to fix thetelevision. Steak and champagne dinners.