It’s got mirrored windows, peeling paint and fluorescent blacklights illuminating the “Over 21s ONLY” sign plastered in the door. Charles placed the camera down and walked behind Grace, put his hand on the crown of her head and pulled out his cock. It’s been in the same spot, doing roughly the same thing, for eightysome years. Charles and Reverend Wayne watched from behind the bar as the girls did this same little act a few more times until, finally, Ava had no more to give. “Is that all?” the girl asked. *
“Darlin’?” he called as he walked through the bar, leaving the package on the counter and heading up the stairs. “Shall we?” she suggested, and pointed to the fuck-room on her left. She was wearing only a vest, panties and socks. Grace had laid off the heavy punishment and was cleaning up Charles’ wife’s private parts with her tongue. For the first time all day, there was no-one attending to her cunt. Instead, all day long she sat in a comfortable chair in the middle of
