We both turned and saw a huge muscle bound hunk standing in a tight t shirt and jeans. “The lady said no so behave asshole” he said in a deep voic....“Sorry Daniel” my paramour whimpered and left soon. I realised Daniel was the bouncer. He was an extremely heavy built man in his early thirties , he had muscles on his muscles and it gave me shivers just to look at him.“Thank you would you like a drink with me?” I asked.“If you are around for a hour more then yes, I can’t drink while working” he. And like each time before, she was in some strange garb.Brianna looked around to see where she was. It always took her some time to reorient herself after these episodes. That was taking less time after each experience, or at least it seemed that way. The room was the same… high ceilings, stone walls, one small window with bars high up on one wall that provided the only light in the room. A small cot chained to one wall, a small table and chair, also attached to a wall. A pitcher filled with. Aunty: ok let’s do one thing let’s pretend like I am one of those girls who gave you the real chance.I understood that she was in full mood to enjoy whatever came her way; she is playfully touching my thigh with her foot.I slowly kept my hand inside the blanket and asked her feeling her bare foot and said “so sexy girl we have been waiting for this and planned this journey a long back and let’s make the best use of it, I know you like public sex”She laughed hard understanding that I am into. I could feel the lining of the panties I was wearing getting soaked with my pussy juice. I had to feel myself down there yet again. As I slid my hand down underneath the covers, I slowly traced the skin of my smooth belly along the way. The sensations I gave myself were just as intense as always. When my finger reached the outside of my underwear between my legs, the heat from my pussy radiated all over it. I felt the damp spot where my natural evasion had soaked through. Rubbing a finger over.