I squeeze down on your cock with my interior muscles, circling my hips. My ribs are pressed against the bar, my breasts lying on top of it...the barte...nder lingers a little after I pay him for the drinks. Your arm glides around me, fingers circling my neck, caressing my chin and I guess he gets the message...he leaves. Your other arm wraps around me under the bar, pulling me tighter against you, lifting me so my feet are barely touching the support. I feel your lips against the back of my neck. I began moving my lips up and down his shaft. I began sucking just the top of his cock in a rhythmic up and down motion. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the whole thing in my mouth. Jim said “my god I can see the head of my dick in your throat”. I knew I had made Jim happy which had become a big part of my new life. I began moving my head up and down his cock, it went all the way past my throat every time. Jim was in ecstasy, moaning loudly and saying “suck it, suck it,. "I've been sticking in here" she said, as she parted the fly in her pyjamas. I instantly got the musty smell of her humid vagina, and noticed the neatly trimmed black hairs of her smoo, framed in the pyjama opening she was now offering to me. Her hand was now fiddling with the zip of my jeans. "Want to have a go?" Her left arm reached under her bed and pulled out a biscuit tin full of condoms and lube. I pulled off my trousers.She wanted me to fuck her with her pyjamas on. i pulled open her. The straps had rings fastened to them that would help him complete his work later. Instead of being nervous or afraid, calm washed over her and she allowed herself to enjoy what was happening. She felt him repeat the task on her wrists as he fastened straps on her. The thick leather straps dug into her forearms and it was slightly uncomfortable but not painful. Should she complain? 'Like it would hardly matter', she mused to herself. She then felt him trace the collar on her neck and she.