He was not a big drinker and had spaced out his drinking throughout the evening so that it did not affect his judgement or his libido. But he did feel...the call of nature.Ragan got up from his stool at the bar and asked Esme where he could relieve himself. She said he needed to go outside and round the back of the tavern. Ragan left through the front door and walked around the back of the premises, relieving himself into a trough fixed to the back wall of the tavern building.He then returned. Grabbing his towel he made his way to the showers, noting on his way past that the other inmate of this madhouse happened to be a rather nicely proportioned brunette, whose skimpy shorts and crop top left very little to the imagination.He hesitated for a second before continuing towards the changing room. Even the thought of watching her tits bobbing up and down as she ran wasn't enough to persuade him to spend time on the cardio machines and standing there ogling her would only get him a slap. That’s when she head him say it.“Ughhh, yeah Stephanie.” he whispered to hismelf. “Take Daddy’s cum.” he groaned as he shot his load onto his desk. She watched his load spurt , and spurt and watched Dad stand there, head back, exhaling as the last of his cum left his balls. “Ffffuck” he said under his breath and began cleaning himself off and pulling up his pants. She watched him pic up the sheet of paper , with something printed on it and crumple it up and throw it in the trash. Then he began. She leaned forward and allowed his cock to slide almost entirely out.Hari Singh wildly lunged forward to find the hot wet nesting place again. Binita skillfully avoided him. As she leaned further forward, the angle of cunt to cock changed and the Thakur risked losing her pussy completely. He stopped so that at least he wouldn’t lose the positioning.She now gently rode back, the pussy only gliding over the exposed and raging head. Thakur shuddered. He thrust his hips forward, allowing his cock.