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... stopped and she then felt dad bod drop his load onto her chest.

She laid there, her body being used. Giving and taking pleasure. Load after load covering her tits. Dripping down onto her neck and then to the table. At some point her body was just there enjoying it. Orgasm after orgasm. She looked over and Miss Cece was walking her pet and could see the smile on their faces as they watched her.

Crissi

The limo pulled up to a low key set of black doors. Two large men stood at the door. By the time she slid down the seats to the back of the limo the bouncers were letting everyone one it.

She was in a tight black dress. The thin straps draped over her shoulders. The few drinks at dinner made walking in her black heels interesting. Her black smokey eyes and red painted lips complete her Striking outfit for the evening.

At the door Ginger wrapped her arm in hers and they started laughing. She was ready but still nervous. She wondered if Ginger felt the same.

In the blacked black foyer, red wall hangings covered have the space some color. The aluminum light fixtures gave off a soft glow. Some of the party waited at the elevator as others headed down the dimly lit stairwell. Arm in arm, the two ladies headed down the stairs.

At the base of the stairs the two of them stopped and looked around. Both of them had a large grin grow on their faces. They looked at each, nodded and both headed their own way.

She was not sure what she wanted to try yet so she headed ...

... to the bar. So many different kinky things. People tied to all different pieces of furniture enjoying different types of impact. She saw a woman sitting on a guy's lap in heaven as he fingered her. A woman who was tied with rope being lifted into the air.

She got to the bar. Finding a spot she bellied up and waved to the smoking blonde behind the bar. The sexy pot nodded that she saw her. She finished with the drink she was making and headed down to her. Damn she was beautiful, she thought. “What can I get you honey,” the woman yelled over the music and noise.

She thought of saying her, but she asked for a Margarita. The bartender turned to go make her drink. As she worked she was shaking her ass to the music. She turned around and placed the glass on the bar. She went to pay but the blonde pointed at her bracelet. Oh yeah, she forgot all drinks were paid for.

She left ten bucks as a tip and picked up her drink. On the napkin was the name Carol with a phone number and her red lipstick. She looked over to the petite blonde who was watching her. The blonde raised her hand in the universal sign of call me and then blew her a kiss.

She smiled and brought her hand to her mouth and blew her a kiss back. The blonde pretended to catch it and hold it to her heart. That action made her smile again. She turned while sipping her drink. Looking over the bar area she scoped out the scene.

Her eyes stopped at these two beefcakes dressed in their tight fitting suits. Her eyes ...