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Bar SlutSo some years back I was a bartender in this out of the way, seedy, biker type bar. Most of the patrons were wanna-be bad asses who talked the talk but ran out before the walk began. One particular night I was keeping company with an old friend, he and I were the only people in the place and by 11pm we were hitting the shots and waiting for Midnight when I could kill the lights and close up. Next thing you know one of those wanna be types walks in with this chubby big titted piglet in tow, he’s not happy with the wench and she’s 3 sheets to the wind and wobblin’. I set them up with a couple beers and they get back to their domestic squabble, my friend chuckles and makes a crude comment about the piglet when I return to our end of the bar. Over the next half hour she falls off her barstool 3 or 4 times and her old man pulls her back up everytime but the last time, he just gets up and walks out the door, leaving miss piglet fumbling for her balance. We started to laugh a bit loud I guess, she took exception and started bahis siteleri canlı on my friend calling him an ass, a prick, dumb fuck, etc. I told her she better hurry up and catch her old man, stumbling she headed for the door but it was too late, he was tear-assing out of the parkinglot. She turned around and looked at us and said “I’ll suck cock for a ride home”. Now I’m not one to take advantage of a lady in distress but a drunken piglet with big tits I will use for a cum dumpster anytime. “Pay up front” I said with a nudge to my friend, he got up, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and pointed to it. She staggered over and dropped to her knees as I went around, turned off the bar lights and locked the door. When I was done I grabbed a bottle of whisky and two shot glasses, placed them on the bar next to my friend and went around to join them.He was skull fucking the hell out of her when I dropped my pants and pulled her head to face cock. “hey, what the fuck, I only need one ride” she beltched out, bet siteleri saliva dripping from her mouth as she fell over to the floor. “It’s his truck, but I’m driving” I snarled. ” If you want to walk that’s fine but a ride to town is BJ and pussy for us both, take it or leave it.” She made her way to her feet, grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it over her head, those big titties flopped down like wet pillows as she threw it aside. She started to fumble with her jeans when we grabbed her and led her to the pool table ,layed her back on it and each grabbed a leg. Next thing you know we had her on all fours on the floor, I was taking my turn in her throat while my friend pounded some pussy. She was squeelin’ like the little piglet she was in no time and lovin’ every minute of it when we heard a vehicle pull in, her old man had come back for her. I got up and went to the door and hollered thru it “We’re Closed” but he was determined. My friend asked her if she wanted to get dressed and leave with him and she en güvenilir bahis sitesi just mumbled somethingn that sounded like “fuck him” and started sucking his cock again. Her old man found his way to a small window where he could see into the pool table area and by that time I was fucking her pussy while she sucked my friend. He pounded and cursed, called us all sorts of names but she just kept cumming and we kept fucking. My friend grunted he was going to cum, pulled his cock out of her mouth, grabbed her by the hair and dumped a huge load on her face as she bobbed on my cock which made me want to cum so I pulled out and did the same to her face. I looked over as she licked the last drops out of my cock and he old man’s face was pressed against the glass, eyes wide open in disbelief of what he just saw. I pulled up my pants and went to the front door, he was there when I openned it and pushed his way past me over to his little piglet and began shouting. My friend and I went over to the bar and poured a couple shots and chuckled as he tried to get her up, collect her clothes and out to his car. She fought him all the way but he mannaged to get her out of the place. I never saw the guy again, but she became a regular and usually needed a ride home at closing time.

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