I was sure more pre-cum had found its way out of my shaft, but the whipped topping made it impossible to tell.I had to recount everything that was hap...ening. I was naked, strapped to a chair with whipped cream on my penis, while watching a sexy girl that had covered herself oil and whipped cream as well (not to mention she had passionately fucked herself moments ago). There was one factor that would decide whether or not I was in heaven or hell. If the erection that Sandy had crafted were to. The other bar was O’Brien’s Pub the more affluent students took over as their own.The bartender and owner at the Golden Mug, where the faculty and town officials hung out, said there would be no problem if Jenny worked his bar. He told us the faculty members were getting very skittish concerning sexual harassment suits and, in some cases, blackmail by young college girls who came on to them. A good-looking non-student pro like Jenny could be just what some of them needed to take the edge off.. Had a cup of refreshing coffee before I left.Almost in during lunch time, I got a call from Anna whether I can make myself free at night. Lack of sleep and energy made me postpone the plan to the long weekend which was hardly two days after, as it will be more fun and can go real slow. She hesitantly agreed for that and told me to come to their farm house near Chattarpur.I bought a nice kinky school girl skirt for her to fulfil one of my fantasy. Bought some Gin and Tonic for the weekend power. My best friend Payal and I often went to gay bars with Shekhar and always had the best time. I often secretly hoped that I would have some sort of encounter with a woman at one of these clubs, but they were predominantly geared towards homosexual men, so nothing ever happened. Then Payal and I heard about a local gay club called Voodoo. It was supposed to be a fun place to go and dance, which we loved doing. And even better than that, we heard a rumor that they would serve alcohol to anyone,.