Diane started to cry as they debated leaving the room.“Why don't you boys leave for just a moment. I'll talk to her.”She listened as dozens of foo...tsteps made their way out of the room.“What's going on?” Diane began to sob.“Babe, shhh...calm down. Please, just calm down.”“Calm down? What are you doing to me, John? Why are you doing this? Please, please let me out of here.”“Shh...baby listen to me. I'm going to explain this to you and I want you to listen. I hate to see you so frightened.”Diane. At first it was just leaving them easier to be found, but then I wanted to start making them dirtier for him somehow. So I wore them for workouts, rubbed myself and came in them just before taking them off, folding them so my juice was fully soaked into the gusset, fresh for him to grab. Then I started wearing the same pair, taking back the ones he'd already licked clean and wearing them again for another sweaty day. I eventually stopped showering... the lust was out of control.It was just. . I can’t leave the bar unmanned,” he said.I stood up and walked behind the bar counter. “It won’t be the first time I’ve helped out behind a bar, and there’s the other waitress if I need help,” I said.He hesitated for just a moment, and then he grinned and swung his girlfriend around and was out the door in seconds. The throaty roar of the V12 could easily be heard over the song playing softly on the jukebox.There was a cough, and a guy at the end of the bar asked for a beer. I turned and kept. “I thought you said it was small,” said John. “Well, it looked small, but it feels BIG.” She said. “Everything’s relative”, he said, and thrust it in as far as it would go. “Oh my God, that’s going in deep”, she said.He stroked in and out slowly, being careful not to let it pull completely out. Her vagina was so tight, he wasn’t sure he could get it back in easily. She was on her back, and he was kneeling between her legs, which were clinched around his back with the ankles locked together..