Give this boy a round of applause!”
As he said this, a series of groans erupted from the men. And another. “Hey Gary, can we get another round?” My waitress had called in sick for the night. It dripped down her shaved pubic area and oozed onto the boyfriend’s pubic hair. Whether it was because he wanted to wring out every last second of pleasure with his girlfriend’s pussy squeezing his cock… or the opposite, he was too ashamed and didn’t want to gush up his lover’s cunt in such a debasing and humiliating setting, I sure as fuck couldn’t tell. Lem grunted and nodded. The truckers’ aim was more diffuse. And then I remembered his promise earlier. The pretty-boy snapped his eyes shut in total revulsion as cum splattered his face and neck. “UUUGGGHHHH!!!! I was just glad I was behind my bar to safely observe the action. I said, make your boy-toy CUM,” Lem roared.
