Needless to say all is not warm fuzzies and roses in Wild Crescent land. As soon as the first Margaretta was gone it was time to DANCE. If it’s got ...a good beat I’m on the dance floor. It doesn’t matter if it’s rock and roll,disco,country, salsa, top 40,or hip-hop, I’m dancing. However the thing that really gets me jumping on the tables is 80’s pop. Maybe it’s because I spent my formative years listening to depressing grunge music by people like Nirvana, Pearl Jam and Silver chair. I was too. My cock is rock hard and is leaking precum you push your pussy towards my face so that I can see how wet you are but I am not allowed to lick it you slowly move your pussy down towards my cock. with out touching it with your hands you rub your pussy over the tip of my cock feeling your wetness. I try to thrust upwards but you move back look at me and grab my chest. Squatting over me now you sit over my cock again and I feel it at the entrance to your pussy you grind yourself against me feeling. Miem screams! The woman spit in her mouth slaps her cunt over slut miem's face. She is strugling for breath as the woman grinds her pussy in her face. It looks like she is trying to erase my slut's face with her cunt. Her husband comes into the room and rams his cock sight up slut miem's cunt i hear her scream throught the mouthful of cunt.The woman stand up. miem is choling and sucking in air. The woman lifts slut by the hair! she screams as the couple hold slut miem in mid-air r****g her. "Please Tony! Feed Candy your nice big cock! Please give me a niceload to swallow...Please!" I heard myself begging. The absolute horrorof what was going on struck me to the core. Here I was strapped to achair in the middle of the porn store, begging like my life depended onit to be fed my boss's cock. What was worse was that I could feel myclitty becoming harder and harder the more I begged. Even though Itried to stop my mouth, it just kept up the constant stream of pleadingand begging.