Then I feel her finger pull out to be replaced by the damn brush. “Congratulations! I waddle helplessly back to the bar to pick up the next drink order. He has his hand just above one of my knees pulling it one way while he works my clit with his tongue. I wonder what she means as she takes my arm in hers and leads me back to the bar. You don’t get to just throw my gifts on the floor after I take the time to stuff your needy little pussy!”
With that proclamation Eddie grabs a second stick from Silvia’s tray and forcibly shoves it between Tina’s thighs, forcing it back up into her puss. My over-sexed brain can only think of how her fingers would look thrusting in my pussy. They use their bodies to spread my legs and then I see the breadstick in Phil’s hand as Silvia uses her free hand to spread my labia exposing my little hole.
