John suddenly averted his gaze from Dale and stammered, "I'm sorry Sir! For a moment I forgot my place. Of course it would be okay if Brittany serves ...ou in anyway you might desire. Please forgive my impertinence!" Why," Dale asked, "is it okay for her to do things like that with me?" It is your right Sir. It is your due," John replied as Brittany nodded her head in agreement."Oh. So I suppose if I decide that I like having Brittany 'service' me, I can just call either of you up to arrange it?". I love your cock inside me. You just keep fucking me and cum whenever your ready. I'm cumming all over again." Her words spurred me on, as I kept up the ruthless pounding of her cunt. My cock was soaked with her juices, and our fucking became noisy with all that fluid making squishing sounds with each thrust. Jesus, this woman could cum, and cum hard. Just hearing her talk about it had me ready to cum. Just a few more thrusts and I would be there. It came suddenly, without warning. I went all. He looked down at me with an intensity I hadn’t seen from him yet. “No, not in there. Right here. Now.” My jaw dropped slightly and I felt my cheeks burn. He smirked and waited, hand outstretched in front of him. “Kitten, I’d not make me wait if I was you.” My eyes darted around the bar. There weren’t many patrons, but we weren’t exactly hidden where we were standing. I set my bag on a barstool and slid my hands under my skirt. Trying not to lift it too high as I fumbled with my panties, I. . and, I got it when she turned the tape around and "showed me" my great bargain ... alongside the circle was a phone number ... I stuck the receipt in my pocket, and thanked her very much ... When I got to my bike, I looked at the paper again, then laughed as I stuck it back in my pocket.The groceries were cumbersome, making the front part of my bike a little top-heavy, but I managed to get home without mishap. When I got there, I found my stepfather watching a football game. I said HI, then.