The sounds that he made were of animalistic relief, and I was very veryglad to have given him that. Swallowing his cum made me feel used, andthat made...me feel useful. I had a purpose, and this was it, and I washappy to do it. He certainly came a lot, though, and by the time Ipulled back to let him squirt a couple on my face I was almost out ofbreath.I rubbed my face all over his dick and smeared the last drops of his cumonto my left cheek. I feel like I will probably regret that later untilI. So, as a young guy with budding hormones, my flatmates introduced me to a site called Omegle where you could text and video chat with strangers. I used to use that site a lot especially after my semester exams were over. There were mostly guys flashing their wieners on camera but there were a few girls too.On text chat, the number of girls were much more since they could be anonymous. After a while, I found out that you could put some interests on Omegle like ‘Kolkata’ or ‘India’ and you would. Wait, I knew exactly where Laton was, it's the same street the bar is on! I ran down the street clumsily in my high heels all the way to the bar. I walked right in the front door, and up to the bartender. "Hey there honey, what are you all out of breath for?" asked the bartender with a confused look on his face. "You mother fucker! What did you give to me? Look what it did to me!" I cried out, attracting the people playing pools attention to me. "Oh, I take it you are that man who watched TV. Sally removed my shoes leaving me barefooted. "Right now we are ready for dinner" she said. Garth startedthe car again and with me sobbing in the back we moved off. "We can?t go to a restaurant with club slut looking such a mess"said Sally "Let?s go to Karla and Mike for dinner" I shuddered withreal fear Karla and Mike were very cruel members of the BDSM club. I was reallycrying by now, but apart from her hand on my thigh and sometimes brushing mypussy Sally completely ignored me.. The car.