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  Back at the table, Ann was sitting quietly next to Sam. He reached in his
pocket and pulled out a handful of change.
  "Go play some music. Make it soft."
  While Ann selected the songs, her mouth-watering figure was silhouetted
against the jukebox. Sam remembered being between those shapely legs,
remembered her mouth sucking on him, remembered how hot and tight her cunt
felt. As Sam's cock started growing and he thought of taking her out back and
fucking her, but he decided not to, at least not yet. He wanted to go with his
original plan and he was going to stick to it. He may need Garcia's help after
all. When his friend came over with fresh drinks, he asked what was in the
small picture.
  "Her idea, not mine! She asked for something stronger than Tequila."
  "What the fuck do you have that's stronger than that?"
  "It's a Kamikaze. Guess why. It's on the house if you remember to let me know
when she starts to feel these. Is it a deal?"
  "Just keep checking under the table. You'll know if she's a real blonde as
soon as she's done over there."
  When Ann got back and sat down, she was going to pour herself a drink from
the pitcher, but Sam stopped her.
  "Pull your skirt up until I tell you to stop. Don't look at me, just do it!"
  Nervously looking at the all the people at the bar, Ann pulled her short
skirt higher up her thighs. She was going to stop when the top of her nylons
showed, but Sam told her to keep going. She was finally sitting bare-ass in the
chair before Sam said she could pour herself a drink. Ann gulped down the first
drink in one swallow and shakily poured another.
  "With legs like that, you should show them off. Have another drink and quit
being so jumpy. I'm not going to fuck you right here, so settle down."
  After she finished her third drink and was pouring a fourth, Sam waited until
Ann had her glass up to her mouth. He then pulled the table away from her.
  "Don't move! Keep your chair against the wall and your hands off your lap! I
want to look at you for a while. You don't mind, do you?" he asked
sarcastically.
  More customers had come in and it was crowded now. Ann was keenly aware that
everyone was looking at her. She only hoped they couldn't see the wire for the
eggs and her wet pussy. When Sam called Garcia over, she downed her drink and
scooted forward to get another. Sam pushed her back until she was against the
wall again.
  Garcia's mouth dropped open when he saw where Ann's skirt was. He didn't hear
anything Sam was saying and started talking Spanish while he watched friend's
hand slowly move up her thighs, past the top of her nylons, over her garter
straps and finally stop at her naked pussy.
  "Are you deaf?" Sam asked.
  "Huh? What? uh..." Garcia babbled as he continued to stare at Sam's hand.
  "Put your tongue back in your mouth, pal. I called to ask a favor, not to
have you drool all over our table." Sam laughed and stuck a finger inside Ann's
pussy.
  "HOLY JESUS! I don't... She's letting... In front of me!"
  "Look, is there anyone in here you really trust?"
  "ME!"
  "No, I need a guy, maybe a couple guys, to dance with her. I don't care if
they feel her up or anything like that, but I don't want them trying to take
her out of here. She's hot, but I want her hotter."
  "Are you crazy? Take her in the stockroom."
  "No, you don't understand. I want her begging for it. You going to help me
out or not?"
  "You won't forget me, will you?"
  "Don't worry. I'll make sure she thanks you properly." Sam said and probed
Ann's pussy deeper.
  The moment Garcia came up to their table, Ann dropped her head. With her eyes
down, she, like Garcia, saw and couldn't believe that Sam was going to fondle
her right there.
  Ann jumped when Sam's hand touched her knee, but she didn't back away or try
to cross her legs. He slowly and firmly started to caress her thigh, making her
shiver slightly. The drinks were effecting her, but not so much that Ann didn't
know what was going on. In fact, the combination of Kamikazes and Tequila
seemed to raise the level of excitement she was experiencing. Sam's touch set
off the hot flashes again. His hand, steadily inching its way up her nylons,
was transmitting a heat that spread throughout her body, showing up as a red
glow on her face. When his hand slid off her stockings and touched her bare
flesh, Ann gasped and clenched her hands into fists. She shut out the rest of
the world and shuddered as his roaming fingertips combed through her golden
mound. The instant one of his fingers found her throbbing clitoris, Ann was
seized by a wave of desire. She sighed and began rotating her pelvis against
his hand. When Sam's middle finger slipped between her swollen pussy-lips, Ann
moaned loud enough to cause several people at the bar to turn around.
  Sam looked for any sign of resistance to what he was doing. Ann only bit her
lower lip and continued to sigh. He felt and pushed the shaking egg deeper into
her vagina. Her whole pussy suddenly tightened around his finger. Ann was his!
She had surrendered and forgot, or didn't care where she was. The high and
mighty executive was about to have an orgasm in a crowded bar. But, Sam didn't
want Ann to get off yet. Like he told his friend, he wanted to hear her beg.
Sam
wanted Ann to be his willing slut, without blackmail. If it meant keeping her
on the verge of coming, then that's what he'd do.
  He slowly pulled his finger out of her pussy and placed it, lengthwise,
against her lips. Raising her head with his glistening digit, he and Garcia saw
Ann's chest expand as she inhaled the aroma of her own juices. He then wiggled
it into her mouth. Ann opened up and began licking his finger clean. Her lips
formed a circle around it and her mouth made a popping noise when he pulled it
all the way out.
  Garcia ran to the bar like a man who'd seen a ghost and talked to his friends
at the near end. Then he got Sam another drink and told him things were set.
Garcia said he would join them as soon as his relief came, in about an hour.
Sam said they'd wait for him.
  "You don't drink very often do you?" Sam asked Ann after Garcia left.
  "I like wine once in a while, but you're right. I don't usually drink."
  It was the first time Ann had talked to him in a civil and friendly tone of
voice. Sam reminded himself to ask Garcia what was in a Kamikaze.
  "Think you can relax and enjoy yourself for a while?"
  Ann looked at him quizzically. She didn't know how to answer. Sure, she was
feeling more relaxed than she had in days. And, there was no doubt he had made
her horny, the wet spot on her seat was proof of that. But, Sam was also
shocking and embarrassing her by openly fingering her pussy in such a public
place. Not that she knew anyone here. These people were complete strangers.
  "That's fine! Don't say anything! I'll stop trying to be polite."
  "You don't have to stop being nice just because I didn't answer."
  "What do you consider nice? Is this nice?" Sam asked as his hand rubbed her
thigh again.
  "No." Ann replied.
  "Tell me, what's so bad about it." he said and rubbed higher.
  "You're doing it in front of other people. They can see us."
  "Don't you like men looking at you. You are attractive. Especially your legs.
They're even more sexy in nylons and high heels. My cock gets hard just looking
at your legs."
  "But we're in a bar! Can't we go somewhere else?"
  "How's this feel?" Sam said as he dipped his finger back into her pussy.
  "Must feel nice, cause you're all wet down there. Or is it because everybody
can see me playing with your cunt. Is that why you're wet? You secretly like
being watched while somebody fingers your pussy."
  Ann didn't know what to think anymore as Sam started to move his finger in
and out of her slick hole while whispering in her ear.
  "Some of the men are rubbing their dicks now. You're making them hard.
They're wondering just how hot and wet your pussy gets. They want to finger you
too."
  Sam then stopped talking and removed his finger. He saw that Ann had lost
control of herself. He had her willing to do anything without a complaint. Sam
then told Ann to spread her legs apart and remove the eggs. Without a word, she
did and handed them to him when she finished. It not only surprised him that
she did this, but he was more surprised to see that both eggs were clean. He
thought about putting them on the table, but decided not to and shoved them in
his pocket.
  "I think you need some exercise. Since I'm too tall for you, ask that guy in
the red shirt at the end of the bar if he'll dance. I don't care what he wants
to do with you on that dance floor, you let him! You understand? You let him do
whatever he wants."
  When Ann got up, he was surprised again. Instead of pulling her skirt down
first, she stood straight up. Ann was displaying herself to everyone and
smiling seductively at Sam. She let the satin miniskirt drop on its own while
she stood there and wiggled her hips. There were whistles from every man in the
place as Ann sexily walked to the bar.
  Tapping him on the shoulder, she asked the man in the red shirt to dance with
her. Pulling him off the bar stool when he didn't respond, she walked him back
to the jukebox. After they were there, she wrapped her arms around his neck,
rested her head on his chest, snuggled her body tightly against his, and began
swinging her hips to the music.
  Garcia came rushing over and told Sam she had gone to the wrong end of the
bar, she was dancing with the wrong guy. The man she was dancing with didn't
even speak English. Sam roared in a fit of laughter.
  "Don't worry. She did me one better, that's all."
  "Tell me you black lightning rod, what kind of game are you two playing? I'd
like to know before I jump into it."
  "It's called FUCK IT! Come on Garcia, don't be shy. She isn't." Sam said and
pointed to the pair dancing.
  Ann's hands were roaming all over the guy's ass, not the other way around.
Every time she pulled him closer and grate her pelvis at him, the man would
pull away the minute she loosened her grip. Ann then tried grinding herself
against his leg, but he'd straighten it out as soon as her rear end went down.
She kept placing his hands on her ass, but he kept raising them up to her back.
When she tried kissing him, his head moved around like the statue of dog in the
back of a car window. It was the most hilarious sight Sam had seen in a long
time. This guy had the sexiest woman in the place trying to give herself to him
and he was acting like she had the plague. When the song finally ended,
everybody in the place laughed and applauded.
  Sam wanted to see a stranger feel her up and Ann knew better than to say no.
When the guy wouldn't even hold her tight, she became panic stricken. Ann
thought Sam had set her up and was going to tell her to give the pictures back.
  "I was trying to get him to feel me up, but he wouldn't! It wasn't my fault,
Sam! Please don't get mad. I really tried. Honest, I really did!" Ann explained
when she got back to the table.
  "I suggest you try harder next time." Sam said.
  "I will! Thank you, Sam. Thank you." Ann said and leaned down and kissed his
cheek.
  "Whenever you kiss me, or anybody else I tell you to kiss, I want to see some
tongue. None of that pecking shit! Try it again!"
  Standing next to him, Ann cupped his cheeks in her hands and lowered her
face. Before placing her mouth to his, she parted her lips, wiggled her tongue
into his mouth, then soulfully kissed him.
  With her tongue diving for his throat, Sam pulled the eggs out of his pocket.
Placing a hand between her legs, he put one of them in her pussy. Ann squealed
and flinched when the cold metal first touched her, but didn't stop kissing
him. When he had both of them in her cunt, he turned them on. Ann moaned and
kissed him more passionately. Breaking their kiss, Sam told Ann to remove the
eggs and sit down. Still standing next to him, Ann calmly reached up between
her legs and pulled the two eggs out. Sam knew he definitely would have to ask
Garcia what was in a Kamikaze before the night was over.
  "Mind if I join you?" Garcia asked.
  "I have to powder my nose anyway. Okay, Sam?" Ann asked.
  "Yeah. Just make sure you look sexy before you come out, but don't get off in
there!"
  Garcia's head swiveled like a radar while he stared at Ann's beautifully
shaped ass and long legs as she walked to the ladies room.
  "And you! Get a pencil and paper." Sam said to his friend.
  "Why? Forget her name already? Damn! You're all cock and no brains."
  "No, I want you to tell me what's in a Kamikaze."
  "You can hear me when I write?"
  "Just get a damn pencil and paper and write it down!"
  Garcia threw a crumpled up note at Sam and refilled Ann's glass.
  "The way you two were carrying on, I thought you might want it. You want to
know something? This works better than our infamous Spanish Fly! Don't tell my
wife though. I've been spiking her drinks with that shit for years."
  "Maybe that's why she's a lush."
  "That was cold! Did I see your hand between her legs again?"
  "Am I the only black man sitting at this table?"
  "Shame on you! Acting like a high school kid. You're going to corrupt that
nice girl."
  "That's the idea. You want a turn?"
  "What can I do to the wench?" Garcia jokingly said while rubbing his hands
together.
  "Whatever you want. Get me another drink, then meet us in the stockroom?"
  "Ouch! Quit twisting my arm. See you in a couple of minutes."
  Garcia had been watching his friend and the mysterious blonde since they came
in. He couldn't figure out what was going on between them. Whenever he could
hear Sam talking to her, it seemed as though he was barking orders at her. His
friend was in a serious mood around her, but not when she wasn't by him. And
the young blonde! One minute she was meek and quiet as a mouse, and the next
minute
she was acting like a sex starved nymphomaniac. Sam hadn't been in the bar in
over a week and maybe it was because he was fighting with his new girlfriend.
Before joining them, Garcia decided to liven up their conversation with humor,
maybe this would help them forget whatever problems they were having. Seldom
was Garcia wrong about people, but boy was he wrong this time!
  Sam got up and headed for the stockroom. As he got there, Ann came out of the
bathroom. He only pointed to the stockroom and Ann walked into it. After he
turned on the lights, he told Ann to stand in the small open area where there
were no boxes. Just then, Garcia's head poked around the door.
  "Come on in, she's about to start." Sam said.
  Garcia quickly came into the room and kicked the door closed behind him. He
walked up and stood beside Sam. Ann was a couple of feet away looking at both
of them tentatively.
  "What do you say, pal? Think we ought to fuck this slut, or send her home?"
  Garcia was staring at Ann. After swallowing hard, he set the drinks down on a
stack of beer cases.
  "Ever fuck two guys at once, slut?" Sam asked.
  "Do you have to keep calling me that?"
  "I'll call you anything I want! Now answer the question. You ever fuck two
guys at once or not?"
  "No."
  "I think it's time you did. Open that blouse and show us your tits."
  Without another word, Ann laid her purse on the floor then began to untie the
knot that held her blouse in place. Her hands trembled, but this wasn't because
she was scared, she was excited again. Since meeting Sam tonight, he had kept
her on the brink of coming but wouldn't let her to get off. Now, it looked like
he was finally going to let her climax, big time!
  Sam and Garcia watched her. She untied the knot on her side and unwrapped the
blouse from her waist, folding the loose material in back. Her naked tits stood
out on her chest, firm round, mounds of white flesh. Her nipples were already
hard and pointed. Her blouse was barely hanging on her shoulders when she
reached up to pull it down her arms. As she put her arms behind her to pull the
sleeves off, her breasts jutted out further.
  "Who told you to take it off?" Sam asked.
  "I thought..."
  "Nobody told you to think either, slut! Lift your skirt up. All the way!"
  Ann lifted her skirt up to her waist without protesting. This reminded her a
little bit of when her boyfriend got excited and told her what to do, but it
was
different. Sam didn't have the same urgency in his voice that her boyfriend
did. He was more forceful and demanding. He wasn't making a request, he was
commanding her to do it. This turned her on, but Ann wasn't about to tell
either of the two men standing in front of her that.
  "Get my friend's dick hard. Take your time and make it good!" Sam ordered.
  Ann walked up to Garcia and wrapped her arms around his neck. Through his
shirt, Garcia could feel Ann's nipples and firm tits pressing against his
chest. This alone was making his dick hard, but what she did next made it rock
hard.
  Ann swung her right arm around his hips, placed her hand on his ass and
pulled him closer to her with a jerk. A little surprised by what she did,
Garcia looked over at Sam. Sam only smiled back and gave him a thumbs-up
signal. Still wanting to make sure the attractive blonde was doing this
willingly, he talked a little before responding to her hand.
  "You will be gentle with me won't you? I've never done anything like this."
Garcia said in mock apprehension.
  "Please, just kiss me!" she whispered into his ear.
  Ann then made sure Sam could see her mouth part and her tongue sticking out
as she kissed Garcia. Running her left hand through his hair, Ann clutched at
his ass and shoved her pussy into his groin. She felt his hardening dick and
moaned into his mouth when it pulsed against the inside of her leg. She was
finally going to get the relief her body was looking for. She wished that Sam
had let her climax earlier. He had more than enough chances, but tonight he was
torturing her. Maybe he'd let Garcia make her come.
  Ann placed her left foot behind Garcia's right one, angled her body to the
side of his, and pulled him closer. She then began grinding her pussy hard
against his leg, leaving a wet spot on his cream colored slacks. She brought
her right hand from his ass down to his crotch and massaged the outline of his
bulging dick with her fingers, creating another wet spot on his pants as his
pre-cum began flowing from his cock.
  Garcia was reveling in the feel and smell of such a sexy woman pressing so
close to him. Her tongue swirled around his several times before she opened her
mouth wider and sucked on his tongue. Her left hand was forcing him to mash her
lips while she kept moaning into his mouth. Their kiss lasted almost a full
minute before the blonde slowly eased the pressure on his head and pulled away,
licking his lips before separating completely.
  Garcia had to gulp for air. From only one kiss, she had him dizzy. Even his
wife had never kissed him with so much passion. And, contrary to what he told
everyone, she was a Latin beauty with an equally fantastic body.
  Ann knew she was being shameless, but everything had become so erotic and
exciting that she couldn't stop herself. She needed and wanted somebody to fuck
her. Her inhibitions were dropping away quicker than a payoff from a slot
machine, and Ann didn't care. She wanted to feel a hard cock inside her aching
pussy, and she wanted it now!
  "That's enough! Get on your hands and knees, slut!" Sam said and began taking
his pants off, Garcia doing the same.
  "Suck or fuck?" Sam asked his friend.
  "I want to fuck her first."
  "Go ahead! It's your stockroom."
  Garcia got on his knees behind Ann and Sam knelt down in front of her.
  Ann was already shaking in anticipation of her first double fuck. She saw
Sam's large dick hanging in front of her face. It was getting hard, but wasn't
stiff yet. He brought her head up and began to grind himself against her face.
Ann stuck her tongue out and licked his dick each time it came near her mouth.
She felt it growing firmer and kept licking.
  Meanwhile, Garcia was squeezing her small ass and rubbing his dick along her
pussy-lips, teasing her. After having the eggs in her most of the evening, Ann
was too impatient to wait. She reached between her thighs and felt around for
Garcia's prick. Placing his cock-head against her slit, Ann pushed herself
back. When it entered, she let out a long sigh. This is what she needed for the
past couple of hours.
  Garcia's hands gripped her hips and he slowly slid his cock into her. He
never felt anyone as wet as the blonde was. His cock was being drowned by her
juices and he had to force himself from not shoving all the way into her while
she kept trying to push herself back at him.
  "Did she just get out of convent or something?"
  "No, she just can't get enough cock. Isn't that right slut?" Sam asked her as
he grabbed his dick and held it out.
  Ann didn't say anything. She just wanted the two men to fuck her. She pushed
harder against Garcia and opened her mouth for Sam's cock.
  "Tell him, slut! Tell him how much you love cock!" Sam said as he slapped her
face with his dick.
  "YES! I love cock! Please, don't tease me. Fuck me! Tell your friend to shove
his cock all the way in!" Ann almost yelled.
  Garcia thrust into her as hard as he could as Sam shoved his dick in her
mouth. Ann was coming immediately. Her pussy and mouth tighten around both
cocks at the same time as her body shook and jerked between the two men. The
climax was good, but only gave her a taste of what Ann was really hoping for.
She was still highly excited and wanted more. Ann was only getting started.
  Sam was a little surprised when Ann grabbed his dick and began pumping it.
She raised herself off the floor and knelt up straight, taking more of Sam's
cock between her lips, and began moaning. Her mouth felt tight and warm and Sam
liked the way she was jacking him off. Her grip around his shaft was tight and
her pumping was fast. She really made love to his dick with her mouth and
hands.
  Garcia was a little frustrated when she raised up and let his dick pop out of
her pussy. Even though Ann was tight, her juices caused him to slide out when
she concentrated on sucking Sam's cock. This was a minor setback though. After
taking his shoes and sock off, Garcia laid on the floor behind Ann.
  "Hey, you black chimney broom! What about me?" Garcia yelled at Sam.
  Sam saw his friend and pushed Ann, making her scoot backward over Garcia's
legs. When she felt his dick slide through the crack of her rear end, she
stopped. Without being told to, Ann reached down and grabbed Garcia's cock,
placing it against her swollen pussy. She rubbed the head up and down the
length of her wet hole before slowly sitting down on it. When her ass hit his
stomach,
Garcia began to fuck her. Sam was standing above her now and slapped her hands
away from his cock. He then fucked her mouth. He didn't try forcing his dick
down her throat, but only used short strokes and watched as his dark pole slid
in and out between her stretched lips.
  To Ann, this was the most exciting sex she had ever experienced. She was
being fucked by one cock and sucking another. This was the MORE she was looking
for. Her boyfriend would some times use her dildo on her while she sucked him
off, and she always had multiple orgasms when he did. What made this better was
that she was being fucked by a real cock, not a plastic one! This time, she
wouldn't just have her mouth filled with cum, but her pussy would be flooded
too. Ann started a rhythm of raising and lowering herself, able to slide her
pussy down Garcia's cock then slide her mouth over Sam's.
  The men saw what she was doing and steadily increased the speed of their
thrusts, forcing her to keep up with them. Soon, Ann wasn't getting fucked, she
got pounded. Garcia kept raising and lowering her on his dick, causing Ann to
moan and groan as Sam kept pumping his cock into her mouth, pushing her back
down. Trying to imagine what they looked like, Ann felt her stomach muscles
begin to cramp up.
  A bolt of lightening shot out from somewhere deep in her vagina, overloading
all her senses. Ann's mind was unable to cope with the spasms that she was
going through. Her mouth and pussy began to performing as though they had been
programed since birth, tightly gripping, then reluctantly releasing the two
pulsating cocks as they fucked her faster and faster.
  It was difficult to tell who was fucking who. There was just the bumping,
grinding, and slapping of Garcia's stomach against Ann's ass while Sam's cock
popped loudly in and out of her sucking mouth. The noise the trio made sounded
like an old washing machine, swooshing and sloshing wetly each time a dick left
and entered Ann's lips and cunt. She continuously groaned and moaned while the
two of them fucked her. She was pushed, almost up-right, and pulled back down
by Garcia, as he drove his cock deeper and harder into her cunt. Sam bent her
head back and stood directly above her, creating a straight path into her
throat for his huge dick. Ann lost all control of her body as she grabbed her
tits and squeezed them so hard that her flesh bulged between her fingers.
  The three of them couldn't keep the frenzied pace without coming, and Ann was
first. Grinding her pussy hard into Garcia's crotch, she started her orgasm.
Sam couldn't hold off either, and yelled just before he came.
  "I'M COMING! LET GO! LET GO, SLUT! I WANNA COME ON YOUR FACE!"
  Ann kept her lips tightly clenched around Sam's cock and only let it go when
he pushed her head away. She was going through one of her multiple orgasms and
couldn't help herself. While she was grinding her pussy onto Garcia's dick, Sam
jacked-off. With one hand pumping his cock, the other entwined in her hair and
her face steady. Like a firehose, his cum splashed onto her face in long stream
from her chin to her eyebrows. His second blast was thicker and landed mostly
on her upper lip, some dropping inside her open mouth. The rest of Sam's load
didn't shoot out, but flowed richly in huge amounts as every drop rushed from
his balls. He watched as his sperm poured out onto Ann's forehead, over her
nose, then on her lips. Not once did Sam try to get any in her mouth.
  When Garcia saw what his friend was doing to her face, he couldn't hold back.
His cock was being squeezed by Ann's pussy and her juices were trickling to his
balls, making them wet and warm. He wrapped his hands around her small waist
and shoved his hips up for one last thrust. When he came inside her, Ann had
another climax and shook her head wildly. Garcia had seen some hot woman in his
life, but none reacted the way this blonde did. With her hair tossing about and
cum flying off her face, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
  "YES! YES! THAT'S IT! FUCK ME! GIVE IT TO ME BABY! FUCKING FILL MY CUNT! I
LOVE IT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME BABY! FUCK ME!"
  Even though his cock was loosing its stiffness, Ann continued to fuck Garcia.
When his dick popped out, she still didn't stop. Ann frantically ground her
pussy on him and clenched her thighs tighter around his legs, feeling his soft
cock rub against her clit.
  Sam went and got the eggs. He then grabbed and jerked her to her feet. Ann
started pleading with him right away.
  "Please, one more time. I'll do anything you want! Anything! Please!"
  Garcia had stood up by now and was watching Ann beg Sam.
  "Spread your legs!" Sam said.
  Ann opened up, barely able to stand in the high heels on her shaking legs.
Garcia saw Sam untangle some sort of long wire, then handed her two round and
shiny metal things.
  "They're vibrating eggs and run on batteries inside this control." Sam said
to his friend, and showed him what he was talking about.
  "Shove them in your cunt!" Sam told the wobbling Ann.
  Thinking they weren't as good as his dick, but better than nothing, Ann put
both the eggs inside her pussy and stood up. Sam turned them on full speed and
laid the control down on a beer case. Ann dove for her pussy with both hands,
stuck her ass out, and started having another orgasm. Sam told Garcia to get
dressed and did the same. When both men were ready, Sam took the control and
turned off the eggs.
  "Okay, slut, I'm done. You can go home now."
  "What! That's all? Please, Sam! I'll do anything you want!"
  "Next time."
  "Please, baby! I need it! I'll be your slut! You can do whatever you want!
Just fuck me, Sam! Please!"
  "I said next time! Now, let's go!" he told her and asked Garcia to grab her
purse.
  As they were walking for the door, Ann realized her face was covered with
Sam's cum, her skirt was up past her garter belt, and her blouse was wide open.
She asked Sam to stop so she could clean up and straighten herself out a
little.
  "You look fine. Move it!" Sam said and shoved her in front of him.
  He kept pushing her and pushing her until they were in hallway.
  "If you don't walk out there the way you are, you can kiss your job and
boyfriend good bye." Sam whispered in her ear so Garcia couldn't hear.
  Ann quickly headed for the back door, less than fifteen feet away. Her high
heels, clicking loudly on the tile floor, made everyone in the bar turn around.
They couldn't see her because Sam was blocking their view, but everybody knew
who was there. Half way to the exit, Sam turned the eggs up to full speed and
stepped off to her side.
  Ann immediately stopped dead in her tracks, moaned out loud, spread her feet
apart, and furiously rubbed her pussy. As she looked at everybody staring at
her, Ann climaxed over and over.
  When Sam saw that she wasn't going stop coming, he straightened her up and
forced her to the door. Once there, he made Ann face the stunned crowd in the
bar then told her to take the eggs out and clean them off with her mouth.
  Without the slightest hesitation, Ann did exactly what Sam told her to do.
Making a loud humming noise everyone could hear, Ann slowly pulled both eggs
out of her just fucked cunt and popped them into her mouth. After cleaning
Garcia's cum and her own juices off them, she slowly pulled them out of her
mouth individually, and handed them to Sam.
  "Give me the dog collar."
  With everything else that happened, Ann forgot she was wearing it.
  "Please, Sam?" Ann asked before giving him the dog collar.
  "What do you want now?"
  "I'll be your slut and fuck or suck anyone you want me to, but right now I
really need you to fuck me."
  "Friday!" was all Sam said as closed the door in Ann's face.