.. you want me to shoot on your fucking tongue. Yea fuck yea, shoot that fucking load I wanta taste it, John moaned.Open your mouth, open your fucking...mouth and stick out your tongue, I told him. John opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue and I said, fuck dude I can still taste your cum in my throat, and you’re about to taste mine. I put the tip of my cock barely touching his tongue and shot four nice cum ropes across his tongue. He kept his mouth open so I could see the load I had. “What’s the other song?” Muireann asked.“It’s even less worked out and probably dumb. Just a silly idea I had. I need to work on it more before sharing it.”“Is it the one you sang on the other day, in the snow?” I asked.Lara glanced at me, smiling apologetically. “Oh, no, that was just a silly little thing.”“I thought it was cool.”“Well, I don’t even remember that anymore. This is something new.”“What’s it called?” Tommy asked.Lara hesitated, glancing at me. “Oh, um ... I’m not sure yet.”I was. I was kept in adrugged stupor. There were headphones on my ears, which were implantinghypnotic commands firmly into my psyche. Every so often a masked manwould come into the room and put the commands to the test.He would lean over and whisper something into my ear and I would suddenlywake and spring into action, attacking him like a bitch in heat thatneeded to swallow his cock and his cum like my life depended on it.Once four men came in and I threw myself at them, roughly fucking each onthem. They swayed in time to the music. Her skirt had ridden up and she could now feel his throbbing man hood against her thong.He began nibbling at her neck in the middle of the dance floor. She was so drunk she didn’t care. He took her over to the corner of the club. He pushed her forcefully against the wall holding Leah’s arms above her head. He kissed her urgently and passionately. Leah felt weak at the knees.‘Come with me, my dad owns a bar around the corner it’s shut down for refurbishment at.