When she had recovered, she licked her fingers clean, did her best to dry her pussy with toilet paper, and then took the chance to empty her bladder as well. Afterwards she realized she had no one to help her pull her panties back up. The only alternative was small undesirable but inescapable - she let her panties fall the rest of the way down her legs, and then kicked them off, leaving them on the floor. It felt extra slutty to just leave her underwear lying there at the base of the toilet, but she wasn't allowed to touch it, so she had no choice. At least her brain chemistry was returning to normal - no longer overpowered by her need to orgasm. When she returned to the public areas, luckily Edgar didn't seem to notice she had been missing, and Laura returned to her work. Her skirt was short, but not too short, and she thought that most of the time no one would have a chance of seeing that she was now without panties. The exception was when she bent over for the customers though. After she told them a fact about her sexual kinks ("I enjoy the taste of pussy") and asked them if they liked her sex-balloons, there was no escaping the fact that bending forward to show them her fuckhandles gave anyone behind her a clear view up her skirt to her pouty, wet vagina. The first couple of times she did it, Laura reached back to reflexively tug her skirt down, which only drew attention to the situation. She heard wolf-whistles behind her, and blushed a furious red, knowing she'd just shown off her twat to strange men. The second time wasn't any better, or the third. Eventually Laura became numb to it, and resigned herself to the fact that her vulva was going to be on display every time she took an order. She focused on smiling delightedly at the customers as they complimented and occasionally squeezed her teen milkbags, and not instead bursting into tears at the constant humiliation of her life and the continual pain in her chained rapemelons. By the end of the night Laura was nevertheless getting wet again. Despite her humiliation, and despite having masturbated to orgasm once, the never-ending presence of naked titflesh wherever she looked was having a definite effect on her body. Laura wondered how she could possibly work this blowjob job on a regular basis - was she doomed to spend her time here in a permanent haze of horniness? At least tonight was almost over - Laura could take her sopping wet pussy home and force Erica to satisfy it. The bar was due to close at 2 am, and by the time that hour approached there were few men left in the club, and those who remained were roaring drunk. The last dancer of the night was finishing up an act in which she fucked her cunt with a large cucumber and then ate it sensually while rubbing her tits. Laura was serving a table of three men, who assured her they liked her fuckhandles, and was leaning down to take their orders while giving the table behind her a beautiful view of her twat. She heard giggling coming from that table behind her as she started to take down an order for three full-strength beers, tits and then suddenly she felt a man's thick finger push between her labia and slide into her slick, eager fuckhole. She yelped, and straightened hurriedly. The man's finger slid out of her pussy, and she turned to see who had violated her. It was a short, ugly man with a long drooping moustache, grinning at her drunkenly. She started to open her mouth to yell at him, when something happened. The feeling of his knuckle sliding out masturbation of her twat had set something off inside her, and to her horror she felt an orgasm coming over her. Her legs buckled under her, and she fell forward, her naked tits pressing against the chest of the man in front of her. She wrapped her arms around him for support, and clung there in the embrace of the man who had violated her as her body twitched and shook from cumming. 'Oh god! Sometimes I went right down onto the dildo and sometimes I was lowered a little further so that my body leant forwards and my clit blowjob pressed on the vibrating, up-turned scrubbing brush. From a distance of twenty meters, partially hidden, her son Deen felt that his mother looked outrageously sexy and positively vulgar at that time of the morning, with the birds chirping around her. "You fucking slut, you're going to get whats coming to tits you. She wore thongs which promptly would show when she wanted them to. His wife stretched out near the edge and lay in a pool of her own endorphins while her husband helped the Blonde sit back in the corner and spread her legs. Her I looked up the stairs and was greeted by a sight, to say the least. Unlike the dictators of ancient Rome, her authority was derived from a five-woman executive committee which had the ability to instantly countermand masturbation any given order and could remove Sheila from her leadership position without notice. “Why are you here?” he asked quizzically, munching absently on his burger. Becky teen and her opponent were up first and Becky put up a good show. I had spent the last several weeks since graduating high school going out with Ronnie. "Let me see if you can see Jenny," and he pushed the young girl down on to her knees. The meadow that spread across the valley we shared with them was pretty flat between our place and theirs, but there was no carriage road, only a horse path. The ride itself was boring. Apart from that, I've already seen her wearing a bikini, and she had one of the most beautiful bodies I had ever seen; slender, even her having a somewhat low stature, with perky young girl's breasts that fitted her perfectly - something I was completely into. On the other hand, it felt pretty damn good to be giddy and carefree, after what she'd just been through. small hydrating the tapioca flour. Ongoing throbs of ecstasy rolled one after the other from her crotch throughout the rest of her body. He had at least 4" of his cock in her womb! The ones that survived moved in different directions and settled down to build villages in all the places that the AI’s were, but I seen more villages then the AI’s we had, that means there are more people or AI’s out there not connected. After that, his testicles dropped back into his smooth sweaty sack and the shots became less forceful and smaller. She stepped away and with the cum still in her mouth kissed Jenny hard.