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She focused on smiling delightedly at the customers as they complimented and occasionally squeezed her 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 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. 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The feeling of his knuckle sliding out of her twat had set something off inside her, and to her horror she felt an orgasm coming over her. It’s my cock, my knob, my Little Kevin, my prick and right now it wants to prick something, someone. He wasn’t far away and when I caught his eye he told me to come out and have a proper look at myself. “Feel it, stroke it first.” Mark told Becki. Instead of whipping me Marge proceeded to wash me down from head to toe. I pulled my legs up, turned over and sat facing Ryan with my knees bent. But Theresa continued, “I gotta tell you Amy, I've never really been into chicks (well, except for that one time during pledge week in college), but I kinda developed a little bit of a girl-crush on you after seeing that creamy-skinned, tight little body of yours get completely ravaged---” That popped my mouth off her nipple. Miss gave an almost amused look as her hand indian reached over and started to grasp me through my desi panties. "No, please don't! 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