But not sorry enough, at least not yet. Roll over.” He lets go of me and I roll over onto my stomach. “On your knees and spread ‘em” I obey.... He runs his hand tenderly over my back, over the red handprints on my ass and down my leg. He brings his hand back to my ass and SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I gasp, careful not to make a noise or move. I can feel him caressing my ass again, running his hand over his fresh handprints. I brace myself for another assault but it never came. Instead he. From larger objects and the occasional effort to grab me. I had a pair of night vision goggles, so I could see patrons as they approached. Texas-OU weekend was a great weekend, because a lot of patrons came through drunk. I loved the drunk college girls, because they usually screamed the loudest. As the afternoon wore on, I got bold and found a way, by squatting down, to reach through the bars and grab the ankles of passing patrons. Almost always, this elicited quite a fright and a little. “Would you like that?” I asked. She shook her head yes. Reaching my hands behind her upper thighs, so nicely shaven and smooth, I ran my hands up to her panties and slid my hands underneath the tight fabric, cupping her ass cheeks and squeezing them. As I squeezed, I pulled her closer to me. Her covered mound was less than three inches from my nose. I could smell her arousal. I extended my tongue and licked the panties from bottom to top, teasing her excited entrance and grazing her clit (which. “Yes, yes! Fuck! Oh fuck!” she cried as she came, shuddering helplessly in her climax. I felt her juices, dripping through my fingers. She shuddered again, and looking helplessly into my eyes as my fingers continued to milk her.When she had finished, I kissed her again, our tongues dueling, she then pulled back, and looking up at him as her breathing got normal. “Oh Rahul, I have never cum like this, she sighed; her heaving breasts moving up and down with her breaths. She smiled and kissed me,.