The bartender leaned across the counter, watching her."More," she whispered.Billy lifted the glass over her head."Come on," she moaned, "give it to me..."And Billy let the beer wash over her hair, her face, her torso. She shivered from the cold, squirming on the barstool. Without a word the bartender was pulling more beer from the tap. Meanwhile, Billy grabbed Sara's glass, pouring that over her, too."Ohhh," she moaned. Her long, black hair got dripping wet, making it stick to her cheeks. Even. The girls weren’t so innocent as to not know what their Mother had been doing when she had sent them away. Computer Science was a staple of Cass Technical High School in downtown Detroit – and they were far beyond what their teachers could teach them. They frequented the dark web – the seedy underground section of the Internet. So, they at least knew the rumors of what an extraction was, and they knew what reportedly went on at them.And, of course, they knew about sex – even if they’d not. . my panties being grabbed. And lowered. Oh god, I was really exposed now. I did the little pantie dance as they fell off my legs entirely."Legs wider, whore." And I spread my legs as ordered. Almost to the point of imbalance. "Spread your cheeks, and hold. OK?"Lying there, face down on the table, with my hands grabbing and holding my buttocks wide apart, and exposing my most private, most intimate part for all to see. Feeling the heat still rising from my spread cheeks, knowing there would be. For a minute I was I wouldn’t catch my breath. His tongue was more amazing than his hands. I began moaning louder as he plunged his tongue into me. It didn’t take long before I knew I was about to cum. When it hit me it shook me through and through. I could hear him chuckling as held my legs down and watched as my body bucked under his mouth, my juices running out all over his face. Continuing to hold my thighs he climbs up between my legs pressing the tip of his dick at the dripping wet.