I then remembered something Kat had mentioned in the cab on the way
there. “Did he do a good enough
job?”
Mandy looked back over her shoulder at me, her big blue eyes beaming
with satisfaction. XXX Meanwhile, as Kat rode my face, Mandy was slowly stroking me with long,
slow pumps of her hand as she covered the head of my dick with soft
licks and kisses. Kat smiled and traced her slender middle finger from my embedded cock up
between Mandy’s cheeks before running slow, deliberate circles around
her tight little ring. She then ran
her tongue up Mandy’s crack, licking up the trickle of fluid that was
slowly running downward like a tiny white river. Dyed hair, piercings and fishnets were
commonplace, making the atmosphere particularly uncomfortable for the
usual “bar star”
