You were at the bar every night and I always saw you watching me. You weren't shy about it either: you wanted me to know you were watching. And I did.... I always looked for you to come into the bar and I made sure I served your first drink of the night.Tonight was my night to close the bar. When most of the people had left, security tossed out the drunks that were reluctant to leave. I let you stay behind though. I said I needed you to walk me to my car after I'd closed up. But you knew as well. Think about looking up my skirt?’ ‘Yes, yes god yes!’ he panted. His arm was jerking really fast, and his breathing was all over the place. ‘Wallace, just one other thing I want you to remember. When we come for tea the next time, I won’t be wearing any knickers, my pussy will be bare, and you won’t be able to see it,’ I hissed. I left him grunting and moaning finishing himself off. He went out of the flat without saying goodbye. I guess it was just as well, as my pussy was getting a right. "Es wird besser so gehen",erkl?rte sie mir nebenbei.Sie dirigierte mich hinter sich und ich begann erst z?gernd in sieeinzudringen. Das war ein unglaubliches Gef?hl und so wie Christinest?hnte musste es ihr auch sehr gefallen. Christine versuchte mit einerHand an ihr Glied zu kommen, was aber nicht klappte, da sie dasGleichgewicht nicht halten konnte. Kurzerhand griff ich nach ihrem Gliedund begann es zu Massieren. Es war das erste Mal das ich einen fremdenPenis in der Hand hatte und ich muss. As they continued I tried to figure how many times I had been fucked so far, but could only guess. I stopped counting somewhere in the 70s.Slowly they began to leave, until I was the only one in the room. My anal cavity was so sore I would need a pillow for the next few days and cum was still dripping out of it as I tried to gather myself. Sliding to the right side of the toilet, arms still tied around the tank, I was almost unrecognizable. My hair was matted and hard from dried cum. My mascara.