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Blackmailed Forger

Date: 10/18/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Interracial Sex, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

her throat to her navel was exposed at all times. They found a booth at the back of the large dance club and yelled their drink orders over the blaring music. By the time the drinks came, the jacket had been slipped off and she was trying to hide her bare breasts behind the table. The waitress gave her a nasty look and stomped away while Prescott just laughed. As the night wore on he got more and more d***k, swilling both their drinks since she could not move her hands. The waitress turned over the table to another girl that seemed intrigued by Peggy’s predicament. She even 'accidentally' spilled a drink on Peggy making her shiver as the ice-cold liquid splashed across her naked breasts, causing her nipples to harden. Prescott, thinking this was hilarious, slapped the table in d***ken abandon, laughing at her plight. "May I go to the bathroom Sir," she yelled to him over the music. "Sure," he smiled at her lecherously, "right after you blow me." Peggy was already dying of embarrassment but to blow him now would totally humiliate her beyond anything she could imagine. She sat quietly for a few minutes as the desire to pee, and clean off the spilled alcohol, finally convinced her. "Sir, please undo the lock so I can suck your dick," she asked pathetically. If she were to lie across the booth she may be able to hide her actions. "No need for that," he cackled, "I'll pull it out for you." He unzipped his fly and produced his semi-hard cock for her. She sighed before leaning over ... the booth only to be stopped by his hand. "Get on your knees Peggy." She stopped short and a gasp escaped her lips. She couldn’t do this, not in public. After a moment Peggy gathered her courage and slid to the floor between his legs. She caught his cock in her mouth and began to suck the best she could with her hands secured behind her back, knowing anyone in the club could see her. As she worked, the waitress reappeared. "Another drink Sir?" she asked as she kicked at Peggy's heel. "That would be fine," he groaned as his cock throbbed in the girl's mouth. "And another for the, um, Miss Tits?" she mocked the helpless woman. Prescott rolled with laughter, "No, Miss Tits is working at getting her own drink." They both laughed loudly, making Peggy feel even more ashamed of her situation. Practically naked and sucking cock in a public club she felt like a common street whore. The waitress left and Prescott began to shake as he jerked at her hair, spewing his cum down her throat. He pulled out so the last few shots hit her squarely in the face. She was allowed to get back up on the seat after a few minutes, "Now may I go to the bathroom?" she asked. He glanced at her face that was covered with cum and laughed at her plight again. "Sure, go ahead," he chuckled "Sir, will you please undo the lock so I can go?" "Nooooooppppe," he slurred, "but I'll put the jacket back on ya so we don't get kicked out." He pushed the jacket over her shoulder as she stood quietly, waiting for him to ...