I walked behind Maggie along the narrow hallway that lead to the back room of the bar. She was wearing a schoolgirl skirt, leather corset, white blouse, black stockings and high goth boots. I gazed at her muscular thighs as she struted forward. I was getting hot.
She unlocked the door and we stepped in. The room had stacks of liquor cases at one end and a small table at the other. We walked to the table. She turned and pulled my head toward her and kissed me.
“Silly boy, I won’t hurt you!” She slapped my face playfully and sat on the edge of the table. “Now kneel and pull out your cock.”
I knelt before her and pulled out my stiff member. She checked her mobile and set it on the table.
“Lift up my skirt,” she said. I lifted the fabric. She was wearing a skimpy black thong. “Take it off”.
I slipped the thong to the top of her boots.
“Now kiss me,” she said.
I went in.
“Deeper,” she gasped, “I want to feel that tongue” She opened her lips with her fingers and I dove in deeper. My tongue moved in and out of her.
In minutes she was moaning. “I’m coming,” she said. I started to hum and vibrate her with my tongue. She yelped loudly.
The door opened. The bartender stuck his head in. “Oh, excuse me, I heard something and didn’t realize you were still in here” he said, “I’ll come back later”.
“Unnh”, she groaned. Her mobile chirped.
She glanced at the mobile. “I just got a message from Pet – he’s coming!”
Shoot..I’m coming! I shot my load into her thong.
“I’m sorry,” I said
“That’s ok,” she said as she pulled up her thong.
“Don’t you want me to lick that up?” I asked.
“No” she said, “I’m going to gag Pet with it.”
“Pet has a fetish for that?”
“Yeah,” she went on, “I’ll tell him it’s from you.”
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We got dressed.
“Walk with me to my car,” she said.
As we walked past the bar she gave the key to the bartender. “Thanks Jake!” she smiled .
“No problem,” he said.
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When we got to her car she turned and pulled me to her. We kissed.
“I’m going to miss you, Magg!” I said.
“Don’t wait up for me,” she said, “I’ll be with Pet all night and tomorrow he’ll take me shopping for toys.”
“OK,” I said and tried to conceal my disappointment.
“But you have a good time tonight,” she said, “Maybe we’ll go to the dungeon tomorrow evening.”
“Yeah,” I said, “I’d like that.”
“Thatta boy,” She kissed me again. “I’ll text you tomorrow,” she stepped into her car and drove off.
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