"Stupid slut!" the woman shouted, and struck her twice more, harder than before. "Don't you dare cover yourself! Put your hands behind your head and s...read your legs for your master!"She obeyed, revealing her fully naked flesh before the men. Her nipples had hardened slightly, and with her hands behind her head, her breasts thrust forward. Her breasts themselves were whiter than the rest of her torso, which held a soft, golden tan from days at the beach. Below her waist, the tan lines outlined. We took a booth in the back. There weren't many people there. A couple of guys at the bar, a creature of indeterminate sex behind the bar. A fat man in a bad suit had turned around to watch us come in. I saw Mistress wave at him as our drinks arrived.I gulped mine down as she motioned him over.He was repulsive. In every way. And obviously drunk.He thudded down in the booth next to me, his hand immediately shooting up my dress to caress my stocking covered thigh."Hiya," he said to Mistress. "I'm. I was in my midway, so I kept on banging her harder and harder. Then I asked her to hold my neck and I lifted her while I was inside her. She crossed her legs around my waist and I was holding her ass bringing her closer and then taking her away. She hugged me tight and her breasts were crushed against my chest.She was not heavy, I didn’t feel any load in doing so, rather I was enjoying screwing her in that fashion. After some time, si felt that she could not hold her legs. So I took her again. My head tips back as you nibble on my neck. My ass rubbing against your cock. As I kissed your neck my eyes were drawn to your deep cleavage, your breasts filled the top of the silky dress and it strained to confine them, your perfume was faint but pleasant. I’d noticed you the moment I arrived, your strapless dress had immediately caught my eye as purple is my favourite colour, especially in underwear. At the moment perfumes and colour were the last thing on my mind as I watched your.